Then suddenly Matas’ head poked through the gap between the curtains. He nodded to me and the next moment he was standing next to me.

"Well, tell me," he said impatiently, examining me from all sides.

“You tell me,” I retorted, because I hardly understood what was happening here.

"I want you to explain how you did it," Matas continued.

“What?”

“Do you know how you made that focus? And what happened to you next?”

"What the hell are you talking about?" - I answered, nervous about his strange questions.

"You don't remember anything? What is the last thing you remember?” he did not leave me.

I strained my mind and tried to recover my memory. Then I remembered... Walter. Mom... Was it a dream? Then I dreamed of the Czech Republic. Maybe it's a dream now? Everything seemed so unreal that it was hard to comprehend. I looked at Matas trying to understand what was going on. But his eyes were no less confused than mine.

“Well?” he couldn't wait.

I swallowed, yawned, closed my eyes tightly and opened them again. I exercised before speaking the jaw.

"Walter called," I began to tell. “He said about his mother. I passed out. I fell down. I had a dream nonsense. Then I woke up here. In the hospital.”

Matas stared at me with bulging eyes, as if I were some mystical entity he was seeing for the first time in life. Then he began to slowly shake his head:

"You mean you don't remember how you disappeared?"

“Where? When?”

Matas finally understood that I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. Then he took a deep breath, blew out the air, leaned on my bed, looked around and whispered:

"That friend of your mother called you. Walter. He said something, I didn't hear it. Then you started to faint staggered, eventually falling to the ground. You didn't say anything. You started shaking. I didn't know what to do. I was thinking maybe I should bring some water. I don't know why, it's just the situation, something had to be done. Maybe I would have poured on you, I don't know... Literally, I pour that water into a cup in the kitchen and “BOOM!”,” he shouted louder, raising his hands up and gently lowering. Then he continued in a whisper: “Wow, there was such a loud “Boom!”.”