In 2006, (according to Earth calendar), an incredibly important event occurred. It was so big that it kicked up a real storm on a quiet February evening when Fyodor Oshev was relaxing on the outskirts of the godforsaken village of Big Protopopovo, and it changed his life once and for all.

Fyodor was visiting his parents. He had brought his friends with him because they desperately wanted to try out a genuine rural banya (a traditional Russian sauna). Shortly after ten o´clock, and following on the heels of two liters of beer plus a third visit to the steam room later, Fyodor, who had been severely lashed by a bunch of green birch twigs according to the national custom, said he was going to frolic in the snow.

He clapped on his cap with the ear flaps and went outside. It was pitch dark. The temperature had stabilized at a cool minus thirty degrees that had now lasted three weeks. Gigantic snowdrifts surrounded the black framework of the banya and a light shone dimly through its small misted window. From a distance, at the end of a narrow path, some brighter lights could be seen. There was the main house where Fyodor’s mother was watching TV alone. All the male humans, including Fyodor’s father and one of his brothers, were having a banya.

A couple of minutes later, after a naked Fyodor had cheerfully leapt outside, his family and friends heard a terrible whiz and a crack which seemed to be growing louder and coming from afar. Then there was a deafening roar somewhere close to the banya. It seemed to those who heard it that the village was suddenly in the epicenter of a monstrous geological fault and in the wake of the racket that gradually abated came a long-drawn-out superhuman cry from Fyodor.

No doubt even our brave souls were dumbstruck by the preternatural sounds. Nevertheless, more resolute than ever, they did not hesitate for a second. The stark-naked team, armed with dippers and bunches of green birch twigs, rushed to help the victim who was apparently in enormous trouble.

The scene they saw outside would have driven even the most stoic human species mad. A smoking furrow, twenty meters wide, stretched to the forest and displayed a deep, dark trough in the earth. The severe Siberian landscape had been sleeping peacefully under a thick snow coverlet but now it looked like the keel of a gargantuan vessel had disemboweled it.

Massive giant ceders lay broken and unearthed in the wake of the ruthless power of an alien element. The night was glowing with a myriad of lights that looked like bloody abscesses surrounding a gaping geological wound.

The Siberian nudists, frozen with astonishment, were unable to grasp what kind of superhuman or natural phenomenon could dig such a big hole in the dense landscape, that had not changed for a million years.

What had happened in the cedar forest of Big Protopopovo? What kind of powerful enemy could ravage the earth so savagely? And even more importantly: what had become of Fyodor? It was vital for his naked relatives and unclothed friends, freezing in temperatures of minus thirty degrees, to answer these absolutely non-simple questions.

Weighed down with foreboding the nude rescuers tried to overcome their first eerie impressions. Fyodor’s father was the first who mastered his stupor and advanced toward the far end of the breathtaking hollow. Freezing in the cold the guys followed him as he loped along the edges of the stretched-out groove. The group still hoped to find Fyodor alive, if not completely safe and sound.

About fifteen meters deep into the heart of the forest they found a huge shining UFO. It was pressed into the ground and wrapped in heavy vapor trails that were reddish against a backdrop of surrounding fire.

If they had seen a ghost, they would not be in such mental turmoil as they were in front of the flying saucer that had come from the upper planetary spheres.

What should they do after such an accident? What could they do?

Do you know?..
        
— The idea of extraterrestrial creatures is not at all new. “Aliens” are mentioned many times in the mythology of Ancient Egypt, Babylon and Sumer, three great civilizations that existed about three thousand years ago (about six thousand years in kintoopian chronology).

— The first philosophers of Western culture who pondered the Universe and other inhabited worlds were the Greeks Thales of Miletus and Anaximander in about VII-VI B.C.

— The science that studies origins, existence and interconnections of life organisms in the Universe is called “astrobiology” (Greek “astron” – star, “bios” – life, “logos” – science). This academic discipline also has another name “exobiology” (Greek “exo” – external). In other words, this is the science of external or alien (extraterrestrial) life in the past, present and future (including the life on the planet Kintoop).