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

<passage>:
Maitland felt his face become hot. "Men can go anywhere, if they want There was a thump. Maitland stirred, came half awake, and opened his Despite his sudden irrational anger toward her, Maitland tried to stick What had he heard? He had a definite impression that the sound had come Something moved in the darkness on the other side of the room. Maitland somewhere outside. A beautiful day. In the middle of the process of stretching his rested muscles, arms extended back, legs tensed, he ocean pushed into waves by the breeze stretching to the horizon. This wasn't the California desert! Down the hill, where the liquid oxygen Shock contracted Maitland's diaphragm and spread through his body. the night, the sound in the darkness, the dimly seen figure, and then—what? Blackout.... Where was he? Who had brought him here? For what purpose? He thought he knew the answer to the last of those questions. As a member of the original atomic reaction-motor team, he possessed information that other military powers would very much like to obtain. It was absolutely incredible that anyone had managed to abduct him from evaporated from the human race, or the heavily guarded confines of the Reservation, yet someone had done it. How? the door slid aside and disappeared. Maitland glanced in at Maitland stared at her, his face blank. His mind had just manufactured a discouraging analogy. His present position was like that of an earnest 12th Century crusader, deposited by some freak of nature into Maitland looked up at the girl, who was regarding him silently with Where the devil could this place be? And—muscles tightened about his empty stomach—what was in store for him here? Maitland speculated on the possibility that this might be Sweden presumably into the building. He sat down on the edge of the cot and glared helplessly at the floor. we want your childish secrets about rocket motors." Maitland's heart "What's the idea?" Maitland asked. "What is all this?" Maitland stood there for a moment, deliberately relaxing his tensed Maitland shook his head stubbornly. He moved so fast that Maitland couldn't block the blow. It was to the solar plexus, just hard enough to double him up, fighting for breath. He felt an arm under his back, another behind his knees. Then he was on "You seem to know everything about me," Maitland said defiantly, Something eager leaped in Maitland's breast at the abrupt question, and didn't I? Maitland, I brought you here because you're a man who wants expectancy. Maitland sighed and said, "Hello," then glanced down Where was he? Who was Swarts? What was the purpose of the "tests" he was being given? This might be somewhere in Africa.... He shook his head, puzzled. The Sun disappeared and its blood-hued Maitland felt his worry drain away, leaving an almost mystical sense of Maitland kept track of them all in their majestic paths through the alter ego of morning star. Venus was an old friend. An old friend.... Something icy settled on the back of his neck, ran down his spine, and diffused into his body. He stared at the planet unbelievingly, fists clenched, forgetting to breathe. Last night Venus hadn't been there. Venus was a morning star just now.... Just now! He realized the truth in that moment. Later, when that jewel of a planet had set and the stars were out, he lay on the bed, still warm with excitement and relief. He didn't have to worry any more about military secrets, or who Swarts was. they purported to be. Only one question of importance remained: What year was this? He grimaced in the darkness, an involuntary muscular expression of jubilation and excitement. The the greatest adventure imaginable to 20th Century man. Somewhere, out there under the stars, there must be grand glittering cities and busy spaceports, roaring gateways to the planets. Somewhere, out there in the night, there must be men who had walked beside the Martian canals and pierced the shining cloud mantle of Venus—somewhere, perhaps, men who had visited the distant luring stars and returned. Surely, a civilization that had developed time travel could reach the stars! And he had a chance to become a part of all that! He could spend his life among the planets, a citizen of deep space, a voyager of the challenging spaceways between the solar worlds. "I'm adaptable," he told himself gleefully. "I can learn fast. There'll be a job for me out there...." After a while Maitland smiled to himself and went back to bed. Swarts came half an hour later, and Maitland began his planned know this isn't 1950. It's probably not even the 20th Century. Venus was a morning star before you brought me here. Now it's an evening star." "Never mind that. Come." Wordlessly, Maitland climbed to his feet, preceded Swarts to the "What year is this?" Maitland asked in a conversational tone. of a binocular microscope over Maitland's head, so that the lenses at He inserted button earphones into Maitland's ears— Maitland gritted his teeth and fought to use his brain There was blood hammering in Maitland's temples. His face felt hot and Maitland's smile became a grin. Symphony. He forgot about it and went on whistling. He was picturing himself aboard a ship dropping in toward Mars, making planetfall at Syrtis Major he was seeing visions of Venus and the awesome beauty of Saturn. In his mind, he circled the Moon, and viewed the Earth as a huge bright globe against the constellations.... Maitland urged her into the chair and sat down on the edge of the bed. you're from another time!" "Oh, no! But my home is Aresund, a little fishing village at the head of a fiord in what you would call Norway. So far north, we are much Maitland wrinkled his brow. "Afrikander?" "Robot factories and farms," Maitland mused. "What else? What means of transportation? Do you have interstellar flight yet?" "Inter-what?" "Have men visited the stars?" "I always thought that would be a tough problem to crack," he agreed. "But tell me about what men are doing in the Solar System. How is life on Mars and Venus, and how long does it take to get to those places?" He waited, expectantly silent, but she only looked puzzled. "I don't understand. Mars? What are Mars?" After several seconds, Maitland swallowed. Something seemed to be the matter with his throat, making it difficult for him to speak. "Surely you have space travel?" She frowned and shook her head. "What does that mean—space travel?" He was gripping the edge of the bed now, glaring at her. "A civilization that could discover time travel and build robot factories wouldn't find it hard to send a ship to Mars!" "A ship arms as if to shield her face if he should hit her. "Let's get this perfectly clear," he said, more harshly than he realized. "So far as you know, no one has ever visited the planets, and no one wants to. Is that right?" She nodded apprehensively. "I have never heard of it being done." He sank down on the bed and put his face in his hands. After a while he looked up and said bitterly, "You're looking at a man who would give his life to get to Mars. I thought I would in my time. I was positive I would when I knew I was in your time. And now I know I never will." and looked at her. "I just don't understand," he said. "It seemed obvious to me that whenever men were able to reach the planets, they'd do it." why . What happened? Why don't men want the planets any more?"

<question>:
What was Maitland’s discovery about where he was taken?

<options>:
A He was in South Africa
B It was not at all what he had expected for the place
C He was on one of Venus’ moons
D He was on another planet

<answer>:

B