This is the continuation of "Journey to the unknown #1. The first acquaintance with the planet".

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I do not know how much time has passed since I fell into darkness, but gradually I began to come to my senses. At first I felt the wiggle, as if I was either carried somewhere, or I was swaying on the waves, then some indistinct sounds began to come to me - as if someone was talking to someone in a language I did not know.

Then the swing stopped, and it seemed to me that what lay on my immobile body was on a solid surface. Again, there were quiet voices.

I wanted to open my eyes and look around, but so far I have not been able to do this simple movement - the eyelids were so heavy, and weakness overwhelmed the whole body. In the end, I decided not to rush things and give myself up to the will of fate.

Unexpectedly for myself, I fell asleep, and when I woke up, I felt rested and full of energy. But I was thirsty and hungry.

I did not hear the voices, I did not feel movement next to me, so, opening my eyes gently, I looked around. The lighting was weak, scattered, but sufficient to examine everything that was there.

It turned out that I was in some kind of room of a spherical shape. I did not see the windows, as such, the light came through the transparent coatings.

In the room, really, there was no one, so I got up and sat down on my couch. Calling her bed would be wrong, most of all it was like a couch, it was possible with a stretch to take her for the ottoman.

I will not say that it was very soft or, conversely, rigid. Personally for me it was just right.

The situation in general was spartan - a minimum of furniture (a couch, a table, several chairs), from which I concluded that this room is either rarely used, or it serves as a sort of transshipment point, a base where you can rest during a trip around the world.

Unfortunately, I did not see my backpack anywhere, as I did not find anything to eat, and since I did not know how long I would have to wait for the strangers who brought me here, to feel less thirst and hunger , I again lay down and tried to sleep.

I did it ...

When I woke up next time, it was already a little dark in the room.
In the current situation, one thing was good, that I felt rested and almost full of energy. On the table, I noticed a cup with something resembling porridge. Also on the platter lay some fruit that had not previously been seen by me. There was also a drink on the table, in color and thick, which reminded me of our earth's milk.

In the corner, on the bench stood a bowl, next to it was a jug of water and something like liquid soap. Immediately I discovered a clean cloth, which I used instead of a towel after I put myself in order.

Since no one was around, I made the assumption that everything that was on the table was meant for me, and since I wanted to eat for a long time, I decided to refresh myself.

The food was surprisingly tasty and nutritious, and soon I, being full, felt ready for new adventures.

To begin with, I once again inspected the dwelling, but I found nothing interesting for myself, just as I did not find my luggage.

Approaching the door, I tried to open it, but it was not there, it was locked.
Without knowing further what to do, I tried to look through the wall covering, but it was already quite dark outside.

After some time, however, I heard behind the wall a kind of quiet rustle, someone's light, unhurried steps approached the door, there was a click, and a silhouette of the creature appeared in the doorway.

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The first contact .

Its appearance looked like a human. Is that only he was thin, as if swaying in the wind. The little man (let's call him that) crossed the threshold, closed the door behind him, snapped his fingers, and the room was lit not strong enough to distinguish objects, light.

Now I was able to better view this creature.

Yes, he had all the same parts of the body as a human being. The face was rather gentle, pretty, the red hair curled slightly, the curls drooped to the shoulders. From this I concluded that there was a young girl in front of me who looked at me with her almond-shaped eyes, the colors of which I could not distinguish.

She was dressed in clothes, something reminiscent of the toga worn by the ancient Greeks. On her feet were sandals.

I raised my hand in salutation, but the girl recoiled in fright, and I decided not to make any more sharp movements, feverishly figuring out how to get in touch with her without scare.

Remembering how in the childhood novels of Jules Verne, the explorers got acquainted with the aborigines and made contact with them, I tried to slowly raise my hand to my chest and, pointing to myself, quietly give my name.

The ancient method worked, the girl repeated my gesture and tried to repeat my name. It turned out a little funny, and I smiled reluctantly.

The girl frowned and, looking at me demandingly, again tried to repeat my name.

I shook my head and again showed myself to me first, then pronounced my name. Then she pointed a finger at her and looked inquiringly into her face.

Finally, she realized what I wanted to hear from her, and said a few melodic sounds, something similar to the sounds emitted by small birds.

I tried to repeat these sounds, and, naturally, it was not possible for me from the first time. Her name sounded like Iya. No, it, naturally, sounded a little different, but my voice apparatus was not able to pronounce the sounds of her name, so in the future I will call her Iya.

Now I noticed in the girl's eyes a barely restrained laughter, and between us a kind of mutual attraction arose, a hint of incipient trust and, possibly, of friendship.

For a while we chuckled, trained in how to accurately pronounce the names of each other, then the girl suddenly frowned and began to explain to me with gestures that we need to go somewhere.

I, in turn, tried to find out what happened to my things, but I did not succeed.

Deciding that I will be able to learn about this later, I made it clear that I was ready for further travel, and we set off.

What struck me as strange was that my companion had no source of light in my hands, but we walked as if under some kind of cap, filled with light. The light was only just around us, as if the light was radiated by the girl herself.

Our path lay, as it seemed to me, through the same line through which I walked during the day. From afar I even sometimes heard the sound of the surf, only the birds were not heard, probably slept ...

We walked long enough, but the girl, it seemed, was not at all tired, despite her fragile appearance, but I, I think, was beginning to run out of steam.

After a while, I showed signs that it would not hurt to make a halt. Disapprovingly clucking his tongue, nevertheless, my new friend gave "good" to rest, and I sank to the ground without any effort.

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I sat down on the ground by the tree, stretched my legs in bliss and relaxed slightly.

She looked up and saw in the sky a bright scattering of stars, which remained absolutely unfamiliar to me. I hope, where we go, there will be those who can explain to me where I was.

I also thought about what would be nice if, except for me, someone would also be saved and managed to send the SOS signal to Earth. No matter how heavenly the corner of the universe seemed to be, where I was carried, the house and the familiar environment were nicer to me.

According to my calculations, not so long passed, as my companion, slightly agitated, began to fiddle with me, chattering in her own language. From all this, it only became clear to me that the rest was over and it's time to go.

By this time, the sky had brightened somewhat, and the stars had faded. There was silence all around, occasionally broken only by the soft crackling of branches under our feet. It seemed that all fell asleep - birds, animals, and, even over the ocean, there was no shouting of seagulls, only water gently splashed by the shore.

How long we have been walking, I can not even say. I did not have hours, and I could not determine the time in unfamiliar constellations.

Nevertheless, everything once comes to an end, our road too has come to an end.

New meetings .

At that moment, it was almost completely light, and I soon saw a fence in front of me from the outlandish ornamental bushes, all covered with flowers.

The girl approached the gate, which was hidden from the outside view, and made some pass that was incomprehensible to me, with a hand, and the gate opened quietly, almost soundlessly.

Entering the fenced territory, she stopped, made me a hand gesture, offering to follow, and continued on. I followed, while looking around curiously.

Even in the dusk of the early morning, everything that met us on the road seemed beautiful, filled with special harmony, and involuntarily fascinated my mind.

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In the meantime, we approached one of the buildings, in appearance reminded me of the one in which I had spent yesterday, and entered inward.

Gesture showing me where to put myself in order, she immediately showed me something remotely similar either to the ottoman, or to a small sofa, and withdrew.

After washing, I made my way to the couch, and fell asleep without any strength, and immediately fell asleep.

I slept, however, not for long. A soft roar of voices awakened me, distributed somewhere near. I opened my eyes and looked around carefully.

There were three standing at the opposite wall. Judging by their clothes, they were a man and two women, in one of which I recognized my guide Iya. She, gesticulating desperately, tried to prove something to her interlocutors. They listened to her, slightly, somehow in a birdlike way, bending her head and occasionally interrupting her with her exclamations.

Naturally, I did not understand what they talked about so animatedly, throwing at me sometimes interested looks, only a few times I caught, as Iya, still just as funny, said my name. I, of course, would like to know what is at stake, what can I expect from a meeting and acquaintance with these beings.

Then, pretending to be asleep, there was no point, so I stretched slightly, opened my eyes and sat on the couch, smiling at strangers who immediately stopped talking.

Outwardly, they were practically the same as Iya, only they seemed a little older, and the way they were dressed emphasized their belonging to a higher class.

I did not manage to see the clothes of strangers well, because on top of them was something that looked like a light, free cut, a translucent cloak, from under which a woman could see a long skirt, and a man with trousers. And they were not shod in sandals, like Iya, but in shoes with slightly curved noses.

We looked at each other silently for some time, then I, remembering how Iyuu was frightened at the first meeting, gently raised her hand in greeting, and then pointing to herself, she called her name.

The strangers looked at each other, looked at my ex-travel companion, who nodded to them soothingly, approached me, pointing at me with her finger, also pronounced my name.

Then she pointed her finger alternately at her interlocutors and named their names, at the sound of which they tilted their heads.

On this, apparently, the dating procedure is over, and they again began to discuss something with each other. Then, as far as I understood, the woman made some directions to Iya, then nodded to me farewell to her head, she went out. A man followed him as well. So I suppose the woman here was the main figure.

When the door slammed behind them, Iya, cheerfully twittering, showed me with gestures that I could wash, and while I was doing my toilet, food appeared on the table, and only now I suddenly realized that I was very hungry.

The menu, however, was not diverse. The same incomprehensible porridge, fruit and drink in the form of nectar, however, everything was quite edible, and, most importantly, satisfying.

I wonder what Iya feeds on? I have never seen her eat anything. And now, despite my invitation to join, she refused, showing off gestures with ridiculous gestures that she was not hungry.

In general, a useful thing is gestures. They can tell a lot, not all, of course, but until we begin to understand each other's language, gestures are the best way to communicate.

I thought that after the meal we would go for a walk, but Iya so gesticulated, showing that we can not leave the house at all, which I had to obey.

True, I wondered why you can not leave the house? What's the matter? Either I can not see everything, or nobody should see me ... And what will we do next, am I really a prisoner here?

These thoughts tormented me, but I decided not to succumb to despair and decided to spend time with advantage for the cause, deciding that if nothing of the sort is foreseen, try to learn the language of the inhabitants of the planet. Gestures are gesturing, but they can not all say.

In general, Iya and I sat down side by side and began to call the same items each in their own language. I must say, well, we had fun with it, trying to repeat unfamiliar words. A certain difficulty was brought to us by the different tonality of sounds inherent in our speech.

Imperceptibly flew time, when the street began to first turn gray, and then darken.
Iya suddenly fidgeted, brought from the other room a jug of juice and fruit.

This time, she refreshed with me, and then went to the door and invited me to follow her.

By this point it was already dark, as well as last night, when we were heading here.

I wonder why we leave the house only at night? What is the catch, what is the mystery in this?

I would like to know about this as soon as possible, as well as about why I fell out during my journey through the forest, and how I found myself in that very forest lodge.

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The end of the road? Or the adventure continues?

This time our journey was short. We walked along the paths illuminated by the luminous spheres, and approached the house, which in its form was somewhat different from those I had already visited.

In his architecture, too, were roundness, but only the corners at the top of the structure were rounded. If not for this, then outwardly it would resemble an ordinary earthly house.

We climbed the stairs, Iya pushed the bell, then a melodious ringing sounded from the door, and the door opened as it were.

We entered the spacious, bright, beautifully decorated, hall and stopped.

In addition to us, there was no one here, and I began to look around the room with interest.

In part, it was with rounded corners, those that formed the facade of the building. The internal ones were practically straight. In the hall there were several doors, during the daylight passed through the windows, and now in the hall burned several lamps.

After a while, one of the doors opening into the hall opened, a man about my age stepped out of it, and gestured for him to follow him.

We followed him into a rather spacious, bright room, furnished with beautiful furniture and equipped with modern technology. It seems that there was even a TV here.

In general, the situation was strikingly different from the one I had seen here before.

At the table sat a man and frowned at us.

Frankly, from his eyes, my skin began to goosebumps ... My gaze slid a little to the side and I noticed that not far from the table on the floor was my backpack. It was revealed ...

To be continued...

Thank you for attention. I hope you enjoyed it .

Until next time!