This evening, Taygetus has dimmed. It gathered its peaks, its fir trees, the villages that were planted on its slopes, all the living creatures that remained, and departed. It was four with five, early morning. Everything happened quietly and suddenly. No one noticed anything at that moment.

"We should repent, fall to our knees, and ask for forgiveness for our sins." Kostas, who ran the convenience store and was engrossed in reading books about inexplicable phenomena, concluded: "It's obvious this is the work of aliens. They abducted the mountain to transport it to their distant star."