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I looked into the forward view camera. Unlike the simulation program in the "windows", there was real space here, this is how it looked like where I was flying. Gray ripples, not disturbed by anything. No objects, nothing but gray flickering gloom. Only in the lower right corner of this void is a running stream of numbers - the distance traveled, speed, coordinates, course parameters.

The ripples were not in the cell, but in my eyes. There was a lump in the throat, nausea, all the time disturbing with the urge to vomit. His forehead hurt, heartbeats were hard to feel in all veins. I just started to come to my senses, at least I began to roughly understand where I am, what day it is ... I flew away from Belolessia, consider it automatically. Set a course to the side "to hell away." Well, at least all the batteries were charged before "everything".

The shower did not help, it immediately felt sick there. Sleep didn't help. Instead of sleep, I fell into a resounding failure and only saw
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