Early in the morning Eiseemi Laxi woke up. The tent was empty as the historian's purse. A mild scent of Mama Zucchini's hand-cream was the only memory left of Stejar Strahl. Eiseemi Laxi had a strange feeling inside his stomach, so he decided to go fishing to the Lake Pitycaca.
Eiseemi Laxi: I am the unhappiest robot in the universe. Every time I see a friend, the friend sees something else. There is not any fish left in the lake. Just an empty lake. See-no Monkey: I'm here, but you can't see me. Eiseemi Laxi: I can see you. See-no Monkey: Can you? I can't see anything. Eiseemi Laxi: What are you doing in the bottom of the lake? See-no Monkey: I'm stuck in the Iseeu Salmo-salar's turtle-net. Eiseemi Laxi: My Dad's what? See-no Monkey: Is he your Dad? Then I can't see you. Look! There's a giant salmon behind you! Eiseemi Laxi: As if. You don't fool me you ... where did you go? Monkey?
The lake was calm again. Eiseemi Laxi wasn't. Eiseemi Laxi: Oh Stejar, why? I even made your favourite banana-porridge today.
Suddenly he saw something floating on the open water.