Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
When Johnson found him, he found too the secret to that Johnson. Opening the door of the joint, it was noise instead of rain aware of them but aware also that here was apprehension, and plain fear. Caldwell, sitting in a booth next to the door, glanced up as Johnson entered but neither Caldwell's facial expression or his eyes revealed that he had ever seen this human before. Nor did Johnson seem to recognize Caldwell. one?" As he was speaking, the headwaiter was deftly conducting Johnson below the necklace ... Johnson felt his pulse quicken, for two reasons. "How did you know? I mean...." "Are you sufficiently knowing to be here?" For an instant, as if doubt crossed her mind, the smile flickered. Then it came again, stronger. "Aren't you here?" Sombrely, Johnson regarded her. What was she doing here? Was she in himself into an empty stool on his left. The man was Caldwell. thick, his tongue heavy. Johnson's eyes went back to the girl but out of the corner of them he watched Caldwell's hand lying on the bar. The "I haven't seen him," Caldwell's fingers beat out their tattoo. "But I "Um," Johnson said, his eyes on Vee Vee. "How—" "Because that girl was asking for him," Caldwell's fingers answered. Caldwell. "My friend? Do you mean that drunk? I never saw him—" "Lying is one of the deadly sins." Her eyes twinkled at him. Under the merriment that danced in them there was ice. Johnson felt cold. and humans began to shift their feet and their bodies in anticipation of what was to happen. mistake twice." "Good," Johnson said. "The second time we break our victim's neck," Vee Vee said. "What a sweet, charming child you—" "I told you before, I'm not a child." interrupt." She was silent. A smile, struggling to appear on her face, seemed to say she held no malice. Her fingers tightened on Johnson's arm. He Johnson saw that Caldwell had risen and was following them. Caldwell's signs. Johnson ignored them. With Vee Vee's fingers lightly patting his playing. Human ears found it inharmonious at first, but as they became accustomed to it, they began to detect rhythms and melodies that human tingling feelings through his nose, Johnson entered the Room of the he had not grown accustomed to them. He wondered if any human ever "Please!" Her voice grew sharp. "I think Johnny Johnson ought to know." "Johnny! How do you know my name?" "Shouldn't I recognize one of Earth's foremost scientists, even if he is incognito on Venus?" Her voice had a teasing quality in it. "But—" "And who besides Johnny Johnson would recognize the Karmer nerve grip "And how would I make certain you were Johnny Johnson, except by seeing there was no doubt who you were!" Her words went on and on. "Who are you?" His words were blasts of sound. "Please, darling, you are making a scene. I am sure this is the last thing you really want to do." He looked quickly around them. The Venusians and humans moving into A gray color came up inside his soul. "But—but—" His voice was suddenly weak. The fingers on his arm were very gentle. "No harm will come to you. Am I not with you?" Caldwell had said that she had been asking about Martin. What Johnson felt his skin crawl. He moved toward a nest of cushions on "Sorry, bud. Didn't mean to bump into you." Caldwell's voice was still seconds. True, the person they knocked unconscious would be all right the next Johnson felt his chest muscles contract, then relax. Vee Vee's fingers caught the flutter of her breathing. On his left, Caldwell stiffened Johnson had not seen Unger appear. One second the circle of light Vee Vee's fingers dug deeper into Johnson's arm. "How—" "Shhh. Nobody knows." No human knew the answer to that trick. Unless perhaps Martin— Unger bowed. A little ripple of something that was not quite sound had suddenly become a frightened child looking for protection. "Haven't you ever seen this before?" he whispered. Under the circle of light pouring down from the ceiling, the Dreamer lay motionless. Johnson found himself with the tendency to hold his to them. They went rapidly. Humans went more slowly. The Venusian watchers had relaxed. They looked as if they were asleep, perhaps in a hypnotic trance, lulled into this state by the music and the perfume, and by something else. It was this something else in the range of his vision. It was as if they did not exist. Yet he knew they did exist, the memory of them, and of other things, was out on the periphery of his universe, perhaps of the "The space ship!" "No. No." She seemed startled and a little terrified and half asleep. "I ... I was watching something else. When you moved I broke contact with my dream." sound in the darkened room. Johnson settled down. A glance to his left told him that Caldwell was still sitting like a chunk of stone.... The Somehow he had the impression that the whirring sound which kept intruding into his consciousness was stopping the vision. So far as he could tell, he was the only one present who was not dreaming, who was not in a state of trance. His gaze went to Unger, the Dreamer.... Cold flowed over him. Another voice took its place. "This is another damned vision!" the second voice said. "This ... this is something that is not real, that is not possible! No Venusian Dreamer, and no one else, can levitate, can defy the laws of gravity, can float upward toward the ceiling. Your damned eyes are tricking you!" "We are not tricking you!" the eyes hotly insisted. "It is happening. We are seeing it. We are reporting accurately to you. That Venusian Buddha is levitating. We, your eyes, do not lie to you!" "You lied about the space ship!" the second voice said. "We did not lie about the space ship!" the eyes insisted. "When our master saw that ship we were out of focus, we were not reporting. Some other sense, some other organ, may have lied, but we did not." "I—" Johnson whispered. "I am your skin," another voice whispered. "I am covered with sweat." "We are your adrenals. We are pouring forth adrenalin." "I am your pancreas. I am gearing you for action." A multitude of tiny voices seemed to whisper through him. It was as if the parts of his body had suddenly found voices and were reporting to him what they were doing. These were voices out of his training days when he had learned the names of these functions and how to use them. "Be quiet!" he said roughly. The little voices seemed to blend into a single chorus. "Action, Master! Do something." "Quiet!" Johnson ordered. if action is taken before the time for it—if that time ever comes—we can all die." "Die?" the chorus quavered. "Yes," Johnson said. "Now be quiet. When the time goes we will all go together." The chorus went into muted silence. But just under the threshold the little voices were a multitude of tiny fretful pressures. "Please!" Johnson said. In the front of the room Unger floated ten feet above the floor. "Master, we are not lying!" his eyes repeated. "I sweat...." his skin began. "Watch Unger!" Johnson said. There was a split second of startled silence in the Dreaming Room. The silence went. Voices came. "Who did that?" "What happened?" Johnson had no time to ask her what she meant. Somewhere in the back "It's Martin!" Caldwell shouted. "He "To hell with the woman!" Caldwell grunted. "Martin's the important Johnson followed.

<question>:
Why doesn’t Johnson remember Caldwell when they see each other for the first time?

<options>:
A Johnson and Caldwell are both incapable of recognizing each other due to The Dreaming
B Johnson was brainwashed by Martin
C Vee Vee has infiltrated Johnson’s memories
D They are only pretending not to recognize each other

<answer>:

D