He is one of us, he is just like us, but only he was given the chance that many dream of. The hot months of the forty-first year, the western regions of the Union... He went to the clearing, I looked around, and even shook my head in surprise. The clearing is tiny, so the opposite edge could be seen well, and there I clearly examined the bright oval of the portal. Here about a hundred meters before him, it is not difficult to see him.