Contents in brief... A person from the near future falls into a relatively distant one. Into the world of winning humanism. Accordingly, survival and survival issues were on the agenda...... Soft light seemed to pour directly from the ceiling. However, this was the case. The ceiling was glowing. The whole. Like an ordinary lamp. And this light was annoying. Anton winced. How many days, I wonder, does he sunbathe here - under the artificial ceiling sun? Two days, three, a week? No, a week is too much. Of course, it is difficult to control the time in the absence of windows and clocks, but a week is unlikely. He didn't sleep that much. And from the moment of "awakening" he was only dreary and amused with various medical procedures. What else do you order? Anton could not get up, his legs did not really function yet, but his hands were already moving well. And now the procedures are underway - characters in unusual matte gray robes have put some needles in it. They put it on and left. Bastards, at least talk to him! No, execution is carried out in silence.