“Having barely had time to get used to what was happening, I suddenly felt that someone was standing behind me, and, turning around, I saw a man, a young man. Like that whole strange world, it was stunningly bright and beautiful, it’s difficult for me to find words to describe its beauty. What can epithets like “dazzlingly beautiful”, “divinely beautiful”, “impossibly beautiful” say? To describe the impression his appearance made on me, the best term would be “outrageously handsome.” Yes, compared to what I see every day on Earth, its beauty can hardly be described as anything other than outrageous. The words “brilliant” or “supernatural” blur the image completely, depriving it of concreteness and expressed features, but in this case the features were expressed absolutely clearly. The young man was tall, his whole appearance at the same time exuded grace and some kind of crystal monumentality. His face clearly radiated a radiance as if it was cast from starlight, and its regular features, with their delineation and clarity, could easily overshadow the work of the most skilled sculptor on Earth. The young man's stellar appearance was completed by silver hair and burning sapphire eyes. The appearance of this man caused me a strange uneasiness. No, he did not cause me fear; on the contrary, his presence inspired me with inner confidence. But at the same time, I suddenly felt embarrassed to be in the presence of this beautiful and majestic creature, which - as I subconsciously felt - was far superior to me. At that same moment I realized that what I was seeing could not happen in reality, I realized that I was dreaming. I wanted to wake up to escape from those shining eyes that saw right through me. And this wish was immediately fulfilled, the fairy-tale vision clouded and disappeared, and a few seconds later I opened my eyes in my room. It was dark all around, but it seemed to me that dawn was soon. I sat up in bed to turn on the lamp and see what time it was, and then... He was here! The star man stood two steps from my bed against the backdrop of a curtained window. He smiled at me, and the words rang through my head: “Don’t be afraid of me,” and then he disappeared without a trace. When the numbness that had gripped me subsided, I got up and went to the bathroom, the cold water helped me finally wake up. When I returned to the room, I decided to write everything down, which is what I’m doing now.”