We haven’t made a jump into the Abyss for five years. Not because there were no people willing, no, with this, everything was just fine. In the sense that there was no end to them. At first. But no one could pass the test to be allowed to jump. And gradually the flow of those willing thinned out, drying up like a small river during a severe drought. But it didn’t dry up completely, turning into a meager trickle that continued to flow, despite the fact that no one managed to pass the test. Of course, even the infallible Lotus sometimes makes mistakes, allowing a person who is not ready for internal changes to jump. This happened only once in the Guardian’s memory, but the consequences of that fatal mistake turned out to be terrible - the only case when the jumper did not return from the abyss... Such sad events are not mythologized, they are not overgrown with an incredible amount of minute details that turn a trivial event into a folk epic. No. Everyone tries to quickly forget about the sad incident, enthusiastically telling each other more and more stories of the lucky ones who returned from the abyss. In fact, all stories are lies. Not one of those who stood on the edge of the Springboard, absorbing the energy of unknown dark depths with every cell of the body trembling from nervous tension, will ever in his life tell what really happened to him. This is the truth. And all the numerous stories about daredevils who familiarly call the Lotus “trunk” are just a figment of the imagination of those who, of the entire rich set of wonders of the amazing complex, saw only the standard ellipsoid of a dermatotest...