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[Alexandr Korol]

Even if you want to transition into the spiritual world or the material world, or from one material world to another, you must first enter the “corridor” — which means what? You must die. And then, consequently, you are reborn again but in a different world. Meanwhile, I remain alive in this “corridor.” That’s why everyone who dies ends up here with me, then moves on again. Then, when they die again, they return to me. And I remain in this world, in the “corridor,” all the time — in fact, I have always been here. And Big Alexander says that in this fourth dimension, the gods live, and they govern everything. But then there is another matter — there is talk about how people must all somehow enter this fourth dimension. And here comes the question — what does that mean? Does it mean they have to die? Or how? And at this moment, the track “Lonely Souls” by UNKLE was playing, which, you could say, is the soundtrack for this second part of the fifth volume of “Alternative History”, where I talk about the fourth dimension, the “corridor,” and the otherworldly realm. I have always depicted stone angels in many of my designs. I always wrote about it, drawing attention to why certain music videos are made with that greenish tint, and why the films I watched were always like that — films about death, but not in the sense of killing, no, rather films about someone who continues living after they have died, especially “Big Fish”. In general, all these otherworldly films. And I always... I had a whole mold of this idea, and whenever I was tired of the world of people, I would retreat into my own world, surrounding myself with these magical films. I used to call it the “nameless frequency,” the melancholic world, the “mindless world” — I even called it that, and it was correct, the “mindless world.” And, naturally, the music as well. And one of the soundtracks that fits this world is “Lonely Souls” by UNKLE — it is precisely that, the soundtrack of me, where I came from, where it all began, and where I have now returned. And then I begin to understand why people felt so strange at times in the past, back when I still interacted with them. They would feel something unusual when I played music — it would become multidimensional, films would feel more immersive, and when someone walked with me down the street, they would tell me it felt like stepping into a fairy tale, like being in a movie, or as if their perception of time had disappeared. What was happening was that they were entering the “corridor” with me, this world where I live — the otherworldly realm. But the most interesting part is that this otherworldly