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Suddenly, I was crushed by a huge stone. I felt helpless. My heartbeat grew wildly. The panic grew stronger and stronger. "And isn’t this my end?", I thought with a feeling of hopelessness.

After a while, I felt a sudden relief in my body. Someone lifted the stone, giving me the opportunity to escape. This ‘someone’ took my hand, and we moved to the exit. My head was spinning, I was looking through a thick shroud of mist.

When we got out of there, I wanted to thank my savior. As soon as I turned to my mysterious stranger, I saw Silas in front of me! I was stunned, my heart began to pound quickly, as if during an earthquake. Only it was a very pleasant feeling. Hot tears could not help trickling down my cheeks. Silas hugged me and said, "Darling, it's over now. You are completely free and secure." Silas held out his hand to me. "Come on, you need some rest." As soon as he finished speaking, I felt very dizzy, my strength began to leave me, and my eyes closed. I fainted.

When I woke up, Suri was standing in front of me. I smiled at her wide, but my face looked as if I were being hurt a lot. Suddenly, I remembered how I turned up here. I quickly got up from the bed. My heart could not stop beating. "Where is Silas? Is he all right?", I whispered in panic. Suri smiled softly. "He is fine. He does not even have a scratch." I fell onto the bed with a great sense of relief. Silas entered the room, and Suri left in a hurry. There was an awkward silence between us. "How are you?" he asked softly, but I ignored the question. All my thoughts were occupied with the lever near the volcano. "Silas, what does the lever open near the volcano? What is in this place? Why are you here? You died five years ago!". I looked at him, waiting for an answer.

"Well... let me explain. This place is for those who have died or are in a coma. You crashed on launch. And underneath the volcano is our source of life that keeps us alive. I am sorry, but you will never return home, and all the promises to repair the ship are just empty words."

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