the center for missing and exploited children sent me a flier. was the picture of nicholas at the time of his disappearance. and i saw what real nicholas looked like really with color and everything. he was very blond, very -- he had blue eyes. he looked nothing like me. nothing. the only thing i could do was to think of where was going to the prison where i was going to be? >> when i spoke to the vice counselor and asked him about his interactions with nicholas barclay, he indicated at the time that he spoke english, that he was at least at that moment convinced that this was an american. >> when i woke up the next morning, everything was normal.