The people immediately hurry to this unknown vehicle without personnel, which seems to be a messenger of alien origin, a kind of UFO. Everybody wants to fly with it! Two men climb in and begin to turn around two cross-shaped wood-pieces, which are attached to the bow. Then the boat takes off.

But the trajectory is very unstable and sluggish. The boat has obviously made a too far trip in order to work still normally after that long journey. It is difficult to navigate - like an bulky wood-boat on the stormy sea. Especially the curves can hardly be taken. Therefore the two men land again quickly and call an experienced (motor -) boatswain.

Since it lasts a while, until the expert comes, I myself climb into the flight-boat and try to fly with it. In fact it succeeds somewhat better than before with the two men, however, the vehicle is weak and exhausted and no longer able to ascend. I feel internally a connection with the wood-boat and sense therefore, that it's alive but soon will die. That is sad, because I wished gladly to retrace the tracks of the heavenly messenger. So I let land the whacked ship after hardly a minute and climb overboard. Then I go away - sad and sorrowful.

I step to the plant, look at her and test exactly the moisture-degree of the earth with my fingers. The leaves seem to be deseased. The earth is wet, because the superfluous water had not flowed away properly out of the vessel. The question is, whether the plant doesn't need essentially more and above all fresh water, because with the stale moisture she can not cope. So I talk to the plant and say:
«Do you need water?»
The vegetable being doesn't react on my question, but somehow I know, that she could answer directly in her way. Only she herself seems not to know, how to do it in this strange world. Therefore I propose, she should try to lift side-branches and leaves. For me, that would look like an inhalation. And this on the other hand means for me, that she would agree to receive water. - The little plant answers to my question and lifts her small branches together with the few leaves. As she would sigh profoundly.

Quickly I get some water and pour it into the pot. Almost momentarily the plant begins to grow! The leaves grow and lose their weak color, and the blossoms light up and multiply. - Obviously and because of the visible growth, the green creature needs more mineral-materials. I think, the plant is additionally in want of this or that growth-promoting stuff, and could probably sprout even more strongly and become essentially more powerful. Surely, it will not be a scarceness of carbon dioxide - this gas is abundant in the air. Therefore - in my opinion - it must be the minerals. This green creature possibly has a much higher demand of mineral-materials as earthly plants. And she answers on my relating question positively. I go and prepare a type of pap, in which I give a mixture of minerals. This forms a dry mass of white color and granulated consistency, which I give into the pot spoon by spoon. It sinks into the earth and is immediately resorbed by the plant, because she virtually begins to sprout in a crazy speed - and doesn't want to stop growing!

Then to my great astonishment the basis of the trunk widens suddenly and forms a slim boat of some meters with a width of barely one meter. The whole crown is converted to a pole with one or several sails! Afterwards the ship-like structure takes off and hovers in the air on the spot.

Now I realize, what happened. The alien plant has grown to a new heaven-vehicle - and waits, that I get in and let carry me into the unknown. Full of joy I accept the invitation, climb in and try the somewhat else built control, that - I quickly notice - works fine.

Soon we have left the earth behind and cross the wideness of the black, starry space. It is a beautiful and very impressive trip! The speed is extremely high. Next, I notice, that we have landed on a strange planet. Maybe I had fallen asleep and therefore cannot judge the time between departure and landing .

The boat also has seen, that a monster threatens us, but keeps back and waits. However in the present situation we simply have no other chance, as to let destroy the dragon, because the sea-serpent endangers us directly! So, I allow the ship the annihilation of the brute!

Two bright light-bundles break out from the mast-area of the ship and unite after few meters to a single ray, that heads directly to the head of the monster, hit it, and transform it into a blazing fireball. Under the pressure of the light, the dragon-head bursts and splashes apart. Glowing pieces dash through the air and slap hissing and steaming into the stirred sea. The terrific drama lasts only few seconds. Then the black waves gargle over the sinking remains of the killed dragon and clap smacking together. For a last time the water-surface wrinkles, then it smooths again to a part of the dark sea.

There are quite a lot of billiard-balls consisting of an especial precious material (not ivory!), that are used on this world as payment. (Obviously the unity is disintegrated here into many single parts. It is dissociated and only serves as payment, what is an alienation and devaluation - and an expression of the smugness of this world.) The balls are differently big and colored, and they have a value of 10, 20, or 50. The 10-bullet is worth somewhat more than 1000 dollars. Besides the balls there is a large quantity of pills and powders in all colors, which are psychoactive and other drugs. - It is unbelievable! Here, all feelings apparently are evoked and regulated by chemical substances! Not until now, after looking at the packets, I recognize the tragedy of this planet. This completely industrialized world necessitates a continuously mechanized and technological oriented society without any spontaneous feelings. Feelings are only generated by taking drugs - steered, regulated and controlled by corresponding substances.

Now the drugs burden our ship and prevent her to rise and to depart. We must get rid of that stuff as quickly as possible! It can not be thought of ascending because of the additional load, so I steer the ship horizontally toward the harbor-industry-complex, to find a place between the gigantic installations, where the superfluous load could be unloaded. To avoid counter-reactions this must happen completely inconspicuous. If it would be discovered, that we refuse the achievements of this society, then an attack would happen inevitably!

The boat moves to the pointed direction only with a most considerable effort. We cannot flee on the open sea, because the loaded ship is not able to hover sufficiently high. She could be easily attacked by dragon-monsters. Moreover, it has become very stormily and very dark, what makes the situation even more dangerous! We can simply do nothing else than trying to come to the shore. After all, that's possible because of the hovering. To our luck, nobody is watching us. All think, that we have flown away. So we succeed and glide unseen between the big factories into a very narrow alley, which is human-empty.

The boat can not brake sufficiently quickly because of the heavy load. So the ship pierces a wall, into a fabrication-hall for locomotives and clashes almost with a gigantic loco, that is just brought in. Only on my urgent advice, to strain additionally, the boat succeeds in stopping previously. Despite the fact, that - how I notice now - the wall was not perforated and destroyed but only was penetrated, the risk to collide with the heavy locomotive seems too considerable. The ship was able to transform the vibration-mode - together with all passengers - and penetrate the wall without destroying it! But it is doubtfully, whether the difference of the materialization can be upheld furthermore and suffices to penetrate also the essentially more compact locomotive. That is not guaranteed. A minimal change of the vibration-mode suffices for a stronger materialization and there will be a catastrophe. - The boat stops a few centimeters before the loco! And no one of the few workers notices anything, because we are invisible for them. Puh!

Slowly we float behind the wall and back into the alley, where we can finally think - after an adjustment of the vibration-state to that of this sphere - to remove all the ballast under the hull. That is not so simple! However, we find an empty storeroom nearby, that seems no longer to be used. We throw the balls, the pills, and the powder in it - everything on a heap. For the people of this world, this mountain of items has an immeasurable value. Therefore it is enormously important for us, to keep an eye on it, that nobody can see the treasure, at least not until we have cleaned the hull totally and have departed.

Little by little we pick and scrape off most of the stuff. Suddenly two dark figures appear in the alley. Quickly we pause the work and do so, as we would clean the hull and side-walls of the flight-boat. Since it is very dark, the two notice nothing! Moreover the men stand under the effect of drugs and are not in the situation therefore, to determine, what happens here. So, they are not at all interested. Besides, the fellows receive two or three billiard-balls of middle value. Now they are happy and pleased - and walk away quickly - evidently with the intention to convert immediately the unexpected present to drugs. Now the alley is empty again and we go on quietly with the actual work.

Later another person appears! The strange figure comes nearer and turns out to be a young woman. She is also an inhabitant of this world, who - in contrast to the two men - immediately notices, what happens here. She isn't affected by drugs and is - that becomes plainly clear in the course of the developing conversation - an outsider! She is one of those quite few people, who don't come to terms with that, what happens in this world. For us, this is very advantageous, because the woman shows us, how we can cleanse the last rest of the gifts! Later she refers to a tiny small store in which illegal drugs are dealt. Here, we get to know the unofficial side of this planet.