a word. So, I understood that they were voiceless. I had so much to ask them about: their disappearance, their new life, their plans and intentions, but how to keep contact? Sure, my diary, which was always with me, the valuable and essential notebook that could save me in this situation! And I started to write down questions for them. Being so happy to get the chance to answer, one by one they dropped the lines, and more or less the picture became clear what had happened to them, how they had been living their lives from disappearance up to the moment we met.
I understood that they had been chosen for a special space experiment aimed at people’s adaptation to the space environment in case of the global catastrophe on Earth. They wrote in the diary that they were proud to participate in such a program, of course, they could not explain everything in details but were happy to report that the experiment was