Early in the morning, the pilot and his companions had their breakfast, which consisted of honey, cakes, cheese, coffee, and orange juice. The driver joined them at the table, eating as well.
While they were eating, the pilot asked him about the places they had passed on the road.
The receptionist, who was listening, said:
"You will visit two beautiful places—Innsbruck and Seefeld. There, you can ride the cart and meet the clouds."
The girl quickly asked:
"Shall we enter the clouds?"
The driver replied:
"Yes, but if it rains, you will find them closed."
The girl's face turned pale as she said:
"This rain keeps following us. I wish it would stop—but if it stops, my sister will not come down."
Pilot: We'll go by car.
Girl: Let's go to him. Maybe the rain will stop for a while.
Driver: Let's go—we are already late.
The pilot and his companions got into the car, heading first to Innsbruck to rest there for a few hours, before continuing to Seefeld to visit Terijwijk station.
After driving several kilometers, the car entered a tunnel. As soon as they entered, the girl cried out:
"I miss you, King's Tunnel! Here, good voices accompany me and lead me to meet my sister."
The commander turned to the pilot and said:
"This is a comfortable tunnel—much better than the one we walked underground. Back there, those malicious voices almost burned us."
When the driver heard the word malicious voices, he suddenly stopped the car inside the tunnel and shouted:
"My voice is malicious! I will blow up the car and burn you all!"
The passengers were shocked by his words and pleaded with him:
"No, please! We do not mean your voice, but those voices that want to destroy the world."
The driver calmed down and said:
"World leaders gather every season for peace. Their voices are good, and the world rests in peace."
Girl: Yes, we are communicating with the world of the future—you don't know what is happening there.
Driver: What is it?
Commander: It's wars.
Driver: I hope never to live through that. On the anniversary of the atomic bomb, I watched those terrifying scenes on TV. Only the hidden voices remained.
Then the driver pointed to a sign ahead and said:
"Look at the road sign—it tells us we have entered the city of good voices. This is Innsbruck. Get ready; we'll go to the park and rest."
When the car reached the Alpine Zoo, the driver parked it in the barn. The passengers got out and headed to the park for a picnic and lunch.