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–This is your home, make yourself at home. The dwelling with all the comforts of the earth belongs to you. In our archive, in an electronic version, there are copies of all films and books created or published up to the present time by mankind. So that you can order any book or movie, or even music. It bothers you, no one will be without special need. You can communicate with us at any time by clicking on this button. After that, the alien showed him a tiny red button mounted on the wall, next to the bed.
– No. I will not watch movies or read books. After I saw with my own eyes the destruction of our earthly civilization, I, the only remaining living person, an earthling, being on a distant planet, already knowing that there is no more earthly civilization, I will now never be able to afford to have fun, watch movies, listen to music or read books created by humanity that no longer exists. On my part, this will be an outrage on their bright memory. If you still have copies, then this is good. If, as you have already said, the human race is ever reborn and restored, all this will be useful and will be needed by our future generation. From the cultural heritage of their ancestors, they will know how beautiful our blue planet Earth was, what the Earth's civilization used to be, and how their ancestors, possessing a high intellectual mind, without any interference from outside, destroyed all this essentially heavenly beauty and their thousand-year-old civilization with their own mind and hands.
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:
–I can't and don't want to stay here anymore, thank you for saving and sheltering me. But it would be better if I died there along with all my relatives, than to exist here as the only living, pathetic exhibit of an already extinct human race. Loneliness and aimless existence for human nature is worse than death. I want to return back to the Earth, to humanity, to my relatives and friends, to friends. If they all died and I am also destined to die there, then at least I will bow to their ashes before dying. Please bring me back to Earth if possible? And if this is impossible, then I would prefer death than such a miserable kind of existence.
The humanoid looked at the man so calmly and indifferently, without any sympathy in his gaze, and answered;
–According to our data, the planet Earth is currently not suitable for human and in general for all biological, plant life, and therefore, we ca
He, interrupting a little, added;
–Our scientists are constantly studying and exploring the universe, looking for ways to protect themselves not only from intelligent parasites-predators and other, known to us in advance and unknown, monstrously diverse and terrible dangers emanating from the depths of the bottomless cold and unfriendly space, but also from another, more global and especially problematic for us, danger. Such a danger comes to us from the galaxy eaters. On Earth, your scientists call them Black holes. Just as your scientists knew that Black holes are the cores of every galaxy. Our scientists have established that Black holes first create galaxies by the big bang. That is, all Black holes, absorbing absolutely everything that is in its gravitational space, gradually become titanically, that is, unimaginably dense and gigantically large. And then, as a result of an internal thermonuclear or other reaction, expanding, reaching a certain limit size in their expansion, they always and inevitably explode, and when they explode, they throw millions, billions, perhaps even an uncountable number of burning fragments of different sizes into the dark and cold outer space. After the explosion, at the site of the explosion, the remnants of their nucleus are always preserved from Black holes and these remnants are attracted to each other by the force of attraction, immediately after the explosion, co