So ... the whole thing is once again dedicated to my reader Gorilla here, and then of course Lischa, crazygirl_88, Legolas 2002 and Ena, oh, Aragorn of course ... everyone who read my story, no matter where. Oh, and because of the topic mentioned: Why is there no HDM?






“Outcasts?” Somehow I feel ridiculous, I should talk more often, not think so often ... don't think such shit.


"Yes, the young ... well, the strong, the ones who have the power ... They no longer need us, we are dumped here. You save yourself a lot of trouble because many of us need care, we can no longer take care of their own survival. "


"And everyone allows that? That you will just be taken away?" I am proud of myself to say a sentence without thinking stupid things ... but better to be alone? I'm probably not made for large communities either.


"The young ones, they are still attached to us, but the contacts are severed and they learn why it is necessary ... we have learned that too, because the old have been evacuated for centuries.Over the years we have built up this city and are now getting along well, but the boys became jealous and send armies of children to take our work off again.


We have to fight our own grandchildren! These ... monsters! The ... you are strong, you can command ... "


"I'm ... sorry." No, it really is! I'm glad I don't live in this world ... or do I? Will i come back again


“Don't be.” He can see how worried I looked.


"But ... what does a little girl like you do up there alone in the middle of the night?" Little girl ... Oh my god, I'm almost 16! Why does every idiot misjudge me? um ... truth? I'm bad at lying, liars must have good memories ... I guess I only have one choice. Or...


"I ... got lost." Little by little the truth will come out, but ... maybe he's too lazy to ask ... I'm comparing everyone with myself again, that's not good. ..

"And where are you from? If you don't come from the other city ... from what level?"


Oh, hard question ... is this level 1? Wouldn't be bad to know ... but rather the truth right away.


"I ... I don't know. There are no such steps where I come from."


"Maybe ... Come on, I'll introduce someone to you. But ... no, better tomorrow, it's late. Aren't you freezing?" Then I realize ... I'm starving! I haven't eaten anything in more than 24 hours, my stomach is full of water ... should I say that? That I'll starve to death, I mean. Well, I'm freezing too ...


"Well, a little cold ..."


"Come with me, my wife will run you in a hot bath, and afterwards you can have a drink or something to eat ... and then you go to bed.


I really am a little girl ... What the heck, a bath will be good for me, my feet are also hurting a lot in the meantime. We've been walking for quite a while now, the city is big, it fills this whole lower level ... nice to know the right word for it, because the lower level sounds wrong ...

As far as I can tell, most of the houses are single-story, which is kind of logical, if all the old people had to climb stairs too, it would be tough. But ... what do they live on? Maybe I'll find out tomorrow or so, I'm getting more and more tired ... finally, we're going to a house entrance ...


Is someone talking to me? I'm getting more and more tired ... do I still have my eyes open? I'm sitting ... maybe I'll wait for the water to be let in.


Somebody taps me on the shoulder. I think if I want to eat more, I have to react ...


I look up.


"Yes?" "The water is let in, the bathroom is over here. I can wash your clothes for you overnight, you can have a nightgown from me." Nightgown? I take a closer look ... a woman is talking to me, probably the man who brought me here. "Do you want to eat something afterwards?" "Yes, thank you ..." Tired swan. I ke in the direction indicated above.A bath ... the tub is embedded in the floor, I slide carefully into it ... pleasant ...


Stop! How tired am I actually? I still have my clothes on! I quickly pull myself out of the tub, look around ... a sink! Head down, cold water on ... awake! The bathroom door is still open, let's close it ... out of our wet clothes and into the bathtub. There are buttons on the wall ... and a handrail that you can lower down. Suitable for the elderly ... but the buttons? Anyway, I'm hungry, and when I want something to eat ... I climb out of the tub clean, looking for a towel ...




now I'm dry, but ... clothes? I don't feel like mine now, they are full of dirt ...


I'm tired ... should I just lie down here on the floor?


At home I've only slept on the floor for the last few days ... I haven't got anything on yet ... tired ...


Where was that damn sink?


I can think clearly again!Then I remember ... where are my glasses? Oh, I notice that early ... no, I don't have them on. This morning I still had it ... on the stupid stone maybe, under the waterfall ... take a look tomorrow.


Wrapped in a towel, I'm looking for the old woman who will have clothes ...


"Oh, did I forget to put something to wear for you? Wait, I'll look for something quickly, maybe I still have something in your size ... Mela ..." It will probably have been the daughter or granddaughter or something, they miss her certainly...


In a film I would definitely solve this problem between the old people and the others, everything would be fine, they would take this mela in their arms ... I have a really nice final scene in my head.


She must have found something in my size, I quickly retreat to the bathroom and come back in an old pajama.


"Tomorrow you can wear your own clothes again, I'll wash them for you overnight ..."

I'm slowly bothering me that I've lost my glasses ... I can still see everything, but in the distance it's just blurry.


first eat something ... if I hadn't disappeared, there would definitely be the collected chanterelles with omelette at home. Maybe you will eat it anyway ... what do you think where I am? Are you worried? Did you let the police know? How should I ever go home, what should I say where I was?


In the meantime, I've eaten ... fried egg. Do they have chickens too? Well, somebody here has to ...




I'm lying in bed ... Here in the house there was still one free, no idea for whom ... I haven't slept in a bed for days, as I said, always on the floor next to it ... it's cooler there. But it really doesn't seem that hot in this world, they probably don't have any climate problems here yet, no floods that last for weeks.



Good Morning! Well, it's still dark, but I have to go to the bathroom ... otherwise I wouldn't have got up until around noon.


Now I realize that I was on my feet all day yesterday, my feet hurt like hell.


Next to my ... um ... next to the bed are my clothes, freshly washed and neatly folded. I change quickly, now I can look for yesterday's bathroom ...


I found it and am now sitting at the breakfast table with the other two.


"My name is Lisa, what's your name actually, little one?" Lisa ... will I see the others in my class again?


Then I remember ... Philip will have to wait a bit for the next email ... it would be so long, this time I even have something to tell ... oh, answer ... lie? Lizzie? No, I can't ... and why should I?


"Barbara." The stranger, the cruel, the bearded (I got it from the Latin book). ... I really have the feeling that with every new meaning of my name I've changed ... sounds really stupid, but ...

I was really wondering what is on these cards for me ... my sister, Maria has one of these ... Maria, the beautiful ... you can't write the cruel one on it, nobody buys that!


What was the woman's name again? I guess I digressed a little ... Lisa, my friend Lisa ... Lischa - Lisa ... Well, she won't hear from me for a long time either, maybe she thinks yes, I've overlooked her again.


"Nice name." I think it's nice too ... although I sometimes wonder why parents call their child "the stranger" ... What the heck.


"My name is Janosch." Janosch's dream hour ... At least I will be able to remember the names of the two.


I look out the window, it's getting light ... and my vision is blurred.


"I think I left my glasses one level up, can I find them quickly?"


"We can't forbid you to do that, but watch out. If the younger ones find you, you won't come back so easily.Besides ... the one we want to introduce to you is probably still asleep.


"Um ... is there a way up there? Otherwise ..." Otherwise I'll slide down all the time, muddy, muddy, muddy ...


"I'll show you upstairs."


Janosch has gone back, I'm sitting on the edge of this ... crater? Actually ... whether something happened? Maybe these levels were created by the pressure waves ... What am I doing here, planetary history?


So ... I think I should find the river again, right now I'm still on the side of the stairs. I look down again, the city is very big, consists almost entirely of flat houses, only on the edge are higher, probably lookout posts ...


But I still don't know where they have their cattle and their food ... should I ask Janosch?


So, I've separated from this sight, looking for the river ... for the river that is not allowed to flow into the city.I find it, it turns off and seems to flow along the plain for quite a while ... maybe to the city of the children, they will also need water ... children? Those are also 30 and 40 year olds ... to the city without old people, that is probably better said.


I walk down the river towards the source ... is that upstream or downhill?


This time I'll go barefoot right away, my shoes