"...And while our hero had no chances to continue wandering around all times and all spaces, he didn't show it much. At day, he was enjoying things that he could invent and upgrade, but at night sadness sometimes overtook him". Paul paused for some seconds. "But one night very special guests arrived to him, and they knew that he was not stuck forever".

A new tune filled the hall, the total opposite of the previous – this was slow and smooth, and the dimmed stage slowly turned a bit lighted. Just fine for the impression of the night atmosphere and seeing everything at the same time. The background was the impressive and convincing imitation of starry sky, while the only décor parts was that very blue box, next to which, leaning on its wall and hugging his knees, a small figure in fancy clothes and with a cloud of white curly hair was sitting.

The blue box's doors opened a small bit, and a stream of bluish violet mist with golden streaks dashed out of it, then gathered in a cloud and changed into a figure of a girl in a long sea green dress with holographic patterns, so the impression was as if it was made of water or mercury. She slowly walked to the sitting one and put her hand on his shoulder, as if waking him from his sleep.