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CHAPTER 3
Knowledge of the secrets of the universe and a long way back home
Some time has passed since these events. No one else communicated with him, but he guessed that he was under the constant supervision of the all-seeing eye of the aliens and in this sense he felt like their prisoner. He did not know when the day comes, when the night comes, how much time has passed since he was on this planet. He didn't even know how long he would sleep, but for some reason he was constantly drawn to sleep. When he woke up from sleep, sometimes it seemed to him that he was sleeping longer than usual and noticed that when he was sleeping, he completely lacked any dreams, and after sleep there was no ordinary human feeling of satisfaction with the next rest of the body. On this occasion, he sometimes thought that " maybe they, somehow remotely acting on my consciousness, make me fall asleep, and when I sleep, they probably study me, conduct some of their scientific experiments at home." But when examining his body, he did not find any suspicious traces on the body and nothing else indicated this either, that is, he felt almost completely healthy, and his psyche without any deviations from the norm, and therefore he tried in every possible way to discard such thoughts from his head. However, he gradually got so tired of such monotony of days and his lonely, boring and aimless pastime in this confined space, in the form of an apartment of a residential multi-apartment city earthly house, that he was increasingly seized with indifference to such, one might say, from the point of view of a living, healthy person, dependent, even pathetic kind of his existence. He was no longer interested in the monotonously gray and boring life of aliens, or even in certain quirks, peculiarities and differences of this planet. He realized that without the inherent environment for humanity, he could not, and did not want to exist at all anymore. He sometimes, than, in such a pathetic way to exist here in a foreign land, just wanted to leave his life, and so he once, desperately and imploringly turned to an alien: