"Take left now," said Constantine. "What left? There is no left," replied Plato. "The next one," exclaimed Constantine. "Can you see the spaceship?" asked Plato. "Yes, but we need to move faster," replied Constantine. "We should have got into a better car," said Plato. Constantine was busy keeping an eye on the spaceship and did not bother to respond to further comments. Plato took notice of it and kept his eyes on the next left. "Faster, faster," said Constantine. Plato finally spotted a small alley where he could take a left. As Plato steered the wheel to take the corner he warned Plato to keep his head inside. "Why?" asked Plato as his head was completely inside the car. The car was completely in the alley, and as it went ahead. It took a lot of dents and the mirrors on the side of the car completely broke. Constantine looked at Plato in complete shock. "Are you shocked that I warned you to keep your head well in advance," asked Plato. "No, not at all. I did not take you to be such a bad driver," laughed Constantine. Plato smirked and instructed Constantine to keep his eyes on the road. The car leapt out of the cramped alley. "Can you see the spaceship kid?" asked Plato. "Yes, very much so," replied Constantine pointing at the incoming object flaming towards the surface of the planet. Plato for the first time since he took the wheels of the car had a look at the spaceship. His face blew up in excitement at seeing the spaceship in flames like that and then his face quickly turned anxious as he understood that it could be his friend in the spaceship, sure to be dead on impact! The car raced ahead with Plato keeping a sharp eye at the spaceship. "Do you think that we should get really close to the spaceship?" asked a concerned Constantine who too started to worry after seeing the anxious face of Plato. "Yes , as close as possible," replied Plato well knowing that they would not get very close to the spaceship by the time it hits the ground. Constantine looked around the terrain. "Fortunately the ship would crash in the empty terrains and not on any buildings," said Constantine. "Kid keep an eye at the spaceship, and see if there is any ejection, a parachute, anything," said Plato to Constantine. Constantine simply nodded. The vehicle swerved into the empty terrain from the roads which made the both ofnthem jump up and down in the cars. Because of the large bumps. Constantine holding the car tightly said, "the wheels are about to come off. "I really don't care," replied Plato. "Look," said Constantine. "Someone just ejected from the spaceship" "Any signs of a parachute?" asked Plato without showing any emotion. "Not yet, not yet, not yet. Yes, yes, there is a parachute," replied Constantine. Plato heaved a sigh of relied, "at least there is some hope," he said. The car started to slow down and finally came to a halt. The two of them quickly got out of the car and ran towards the spaceship, at least to where they presumed would land. Plato ran ahead and Constantine impressively keeping up with his senior. The spaceship almost landed on the ground and the parachute swaying away a bit further up in the sky. The two of them ran as fast as they could in the tough terrains, and even the blowing up off the spaceship did not deter the two of them, they continued to run without losing any pace. Plato looking up once in a while to see where the parachute was going to land, and looking behind now and then to see where Constantine was. And every time Plato looked back, he was surprised as the kid was always on his heels. The kid is impressive , thought Plato . The parachute almost touched the ground. "Sergey, Sergey," shouted Plato as he neared the parachute. Plato finally stopped as he stepped on the tip of the parachute. He hurriedly removed the layer covering the human who was being transported in it. Constantine patiently waited as he did not want to interfere with Plato searching for the human. "Sergey, Sergey," Plato called out again. There was no response, and alas Plato found the human . As Plato grappled the body with his hands, he gave a concerning look at Constantine. "Alive?" the kid asked him. "I'm afraid not," replied Plato. "Sergey?" asked Constantine. "No," replied Plato. "The body is much smaller than that of Sergey's." Plato gently placed the head on the ground and covered the body with the parachute. "Now what do we?" asked Constantine. Plato gave a puzzled look. "Do we report it to the director?" asked Plato. "I suppose so," replied Constantine. "Yes," said Plato as his footsteps began to retrace the way it had come. Constantine too started following him. "What do we do with the car? do we get to keep it?" asked Constantine. "I don't think that's a good idea kid. That would make us thieves," replied Plato. "Is it wrong to take something that we need?" asked Constantine. "Yes, especially if it belongs to someone else," replied Plato. The response did not go well with Constantine as he was very happy when he was in the car. The whole racing towards to the spaceship, the journey albeit being very short was something new for Constantine. "I used to see these vehicles back at home. I used to wave at them, but they never not even once wave back at me," said Constantine. There was no reply from Plato who continued to walk. "I never thought that I would get to ride in one, and today I got to drive in one. So that makes me happy." Plato looked at Constantine. He said, "look here kid, Keep your head on the ground and do not indulge in the bad things, be hardworking and then one day you would get to ride in a car. " Plato laughed, "oh wait," he said to him. "Not a car, something bigger, something far better, something money cannot buy, something even a very rich man cannot do. One day you could be a traveler and man a rocket," said Plato. "Like you?" asked Constantine. "No, not like me, like Mr. Romanov," said Plato.