Fantasy - G. Garison (Part 1-3)

  A man said to the universe:

  - I exist!

  - However, - said the Universe,

  - This fact does not give rise to

  me a sense of duty.

                   Stephen Crane.


          Chapter 1.


     Sweat covered the body of Brian
Draining a loincloth -
his only clothing. Light
Fencing rapier in hand, now seemed as heavy as
lead block. His muscles are depleted, for a month
experiencing constant tension, began to ache.

     But it was not important. A cut on his chest, still 
sochivshiysya blood, pain in strain eyes, even the arena with 
thousands of spectators - it was all irrelevant. Only one being 
eclipsed them all in universe: the tip of the sparkling

were constantly threatening him
and discharge his weapon. He felt a tremor this tip
knowing where and when it moves, and he made the appropriate 
motion. And when it attacked, every time he parried his blow.


     Sudden movement. He
immediately responded, but his
the blade met the air. The next moment he felt a sharp stab in 
the chest. Bang! 

     Fills the whole world vote
bellowed the word through millions of speakers, and in response 
to a wave hit the applause of spectators. 

     - ONE MINUTE! - Said
the same voice and thundered Count
time. Brian immediately relaxed. Minute - is not very
long time, so his body
should use every moment. Dimensional buzz meter
made everyone relax
muscle of the body. Only with the heart and lungs are still in 
a vigorous rhythm. He closed his eyes and felt his hand picked 
seconds and carried to bench. While they massaged his

inert body and washed the wound,
Brian moved all their attention inward.

     He fell into semiconsciousness,
sliding on the verge of consciousness. Floated irritating 
recollection last night, and he again and again

cranked it in my brain
considering all sides
happened.

     This event was an absolute surprise. Participants
"Twenty" in need of full
alone, so the night in the bedrooms
were calm and quiet as death.
During the first few days
this rule is respected, of course, not very strict. People were
too inflated and excited
to easily fall asleep.
But to the extent that, as competition
continued, and the ranks of the participants
thinner, almost immediately after
dark reign
complete silence. Especially in this
Last night, when left
occupied only two small
bedrooms, and thousands of others were empty and dark.

    Angry words pulled Brian out of a deep sleep. They were 
pronounced in a whisper, but clear enough - the thin metal door 
talking two. Someone called his name.


    - ... Brian Brand. Of course,
no. Who told you? He made a big mistake, and you will be in big 
trouble ... 

     - Do not be an idiot! -
said another, a sharp accustomed to give commands. - I'm here
because the case of emergency
importance, and Brand - the only person I urgently need to see! 
Let me go! 

     - Twentieth ...

     - To hell with your damn
Games! I have a great deal, otherwise
my legs would not be here.

     The second did not answer.
This, apparently, was on duty,
but Brian felt his anger rising. He apparently drew a gun, 
because the second quickly abandoned: 

     - Take him away. Do not be
fool!

     - Get out! - Was the only
response.

     There was silence, and still
surprise, he again fell asleep.

     - Ten seconds ...

     Voice dared memories, and
Brian felt his
body returns to the tension.
And at that moment he was dismayed to realize that completely 
exhausted. 

     Month of constant physical and mental labor gave
know about itself. It was hard to stand
legs, but nevertheless it was now absolutely necessary
assemble into a fist all the forces and
mobilize their art
to win the strike.

     - What's the score? - Breathing heavily, he asked the 
second. 

     - 4-4. All you need to
for the victory - one blow.

     - But he, too, must be the same - Brian whispered, opening 
his eyes to look at the sinewy man's body at the opposite end

carpet.

     Weak opponent in general
impossible to get to the finals, "twenty", and this, Irsli,
was one of the strongest. Red-haired giant with absolutely 
inexhaustible supply of power and art. So the latest round of 
the fencing bout. One blow - and you Winner ...


     Brian closed his eyes and realized that the moment for 
which he hoped to avoid, has arrived.

Each participant "twenty" possessed by some his special
reception. He has had several, and they still helped him. It 
was relatively strong players, but always

won through the use of unusual moves .., it was
not just a fluke but the result of years of work. Y
He had constant communication with
sales agents in other
planets. He fetched the old
books - the older the better.
He studied and memorized thousands of these
old chess games. This was allowed. Was allowed
everything that is not related to drugs and mechanical devices. 
Self-hypnosis was considered as a valid weapon. 

     Brian took over two years of hard work,
to find the source of latent
the organism. Although this phenomenon has been repeatedly 
described in books, repeat it seemed absolutely impossible. In 
addition, such a tension force organism could lead to a fatal 
injury, as if death and ultimate stress are inextricably 
linked. Berserkers continued to fight despite the mortal 
wounds. People with bullets in the heart or in my head already

state of clinical death,
continued to resist. And death itself seemed to be inextricably
associated with the source of this
force.

     But there was another type of hidden forces of the body - 
hypnotic cruelty. The force that causes a person in a trance to 
keep the body upright, without support, except

two points - the head and legs. In
consciousness is physically impossible. Working in this 
direction, Brian has mastered self-hypnosis,

allowing to draw strength, which is the difference between
life and death.

     This too could kill - deplete the body to such an extent
that then the recovery operation. In doing so, Brian has 
mastered self-hypnosis. Death from starvation was quite common 
in such cases in which it is now. Participants of the "twenty"

died earlier, and death is preferable to defeat in the final.
Deep breathing, concentration, Brian asks, self-hypnosis, is 
activated this process. Fatigue gradually subsided, as well as

sense heat, cold and pain.

     He saw and heard with keen sensitivity. C
every second, he drew all
more and more forces from the tank of his life, completely 
exhausting the body. 

     When the gong sounded, he
abruptly snatched from the hands of a second rapier and rushed 
forward. Opponent barely had time to grab their arms and repel 
the attack. Power his onslaught was so great that

guards confronted rapiers, and their bodies entwined.
First Irol was so surprised
violent attack, then he smiled, apparently deciding that it -
The latest outbreak of energy, because
now they both were close to exhaustion. And when they are 
disconnected, He did not try to attack,

giving Brian an opportunity to exhaust their last
force majeure before its
protection, and thereby accelerate
its end.

     But Brian did not get tired. On the contrary, it will 
further strengthen the attack. Smile on the face of the enemy 
replaced the look of horror when he realized his mistake. Now

Irola came from a wave of despair. Brian felt it and realized 
that the fifth hit for him. 

     Insult. Another attack - and each time parrying his blows 
rapier moves more slowly and slower. Powerful shot that gave 
her away. Dive under the opponent's rapier, and the next moment 
of the tip of the rapier, Brian regards breast Irola in the 
heart. 

     The next moment, like a rock falls Brian stunned applause 
and cries of welcome, but Brian only vaguely aware of him. Irol 
dropped rapier and tried to shake hands

Brian, but his legs suddenly
buckled. Brian picked up
his opponent, and dragged him to the
running second. Irol lost consciousness, and Brian felt as if 
he slips through the thick fog. He slowly began to fall on 
their knees. No, now he is no longer falls and falls, barely 
aware that he has come that welcome moment when he can

afford to fall and lose consciousness.


          Chapter 2.


     Aydzhel gave the doctors all
one day, then himself
came to the hospital. Brian did not
died, despite the fact that more
the night of his life was in doubt. Now he was out of danger, 
and it was all about him wanted to know Aydzhel.


     He paved the growl
their way to the House a new winner, meeting the most stubborn 
resistance from the very gB, Eri.


     - You have no right, Mr Aydzhel! - Cried the doctor on
him. - And if you break
strength, I'll break you
head.

     Aydzhel doctor started to explain how small it
chance of realizing his intention, as Brian interrupted their
both. He recognized the voice of the night
guest.

     - Admit it, doctor. I
really want to now see a man who believes that there is 
something more important on earth than "The twenties."


     Until the doctor hesitated, Aydzhel quickly passed him and 
slammed the door in in front of his nose. He looked at

lying in bed the winner. K
Brian's hands were tied
kapelnetsy. His eyes
from deep depressions, the pupils were
surrounded by a network of red veins.
Silent struggle, he
led to death, had left traces.
His square jaw serving now seemed bone
leather-covered, as well as
long nose and prominent cheekbones. They are sharply outlined 
the person fitted by a grayish skin. Only

hedgehog short cropped hair
remained unchanged. Brian was
like a man who had undergone
long-term debilitating illness.

     - You look like already
many days of fasting sinner
- Said Aydzhel. - Congratulations
you with the victory.

     - And you do not look like
Winner - Brian retorted.

     But Aydzhel paid no attention to these words, caused by
fatigue and irritation. Topics
Still, it was true, because
Winner Aydzhel little like
winners and even anvarianta. Growth and the figure he had in 
order, but, alas, all overgrown with fat, round soft tissue 
covers the body and formed ridges on the neck and under the 
eyes. 

     Anwar is no fat people, and it was unbelievable that such 
a fat man could become a winner. If underlying his and muscles, 
then their was not visible. Only his eyes betrayed his immense 
inner force.


     Brian looked away, so
he understood that the man had insulted for no reason. But he 
was too weak to apologize.

Re looking at Aydzhela, he
felt that in this
moment is something important, something that he himself, his 
jabs, even the "twenties," no more interesting than the dust 
floating in air. Brian knew that such quirks of great 
intelligence, and tried to throw it out of my head. Two men 
looked at each another, feeling the mood.

For Aydzhelom silently opened
door, and he turned with the grace that is available only 
athlete. In the doorway appeared the doctor and two

man in uniform. The next moment the body Aydzhela crashed on 
them, the speed and force of his jolt threw them in a tangle of 
bodies, hands and feet, after which Aydzhel again closed the 
door and snapped the lock.


     - I need to talk to
you a secret - he leaned over and turned off the switch.

     - Come on, if I just
I can.

     - Lie down and listen. Think
We have about five minutes, then they break the door. So
will not lose any more time.
You go with me to another planet? There is a job you want to 
do: it's my job, but I need help. You - the only one I can

help. Now you can either reject or accept - he added, before 
Brian said. 

     - Of course, I refuse to -
he replied, and immediately felt duped, as if
Aydzhel put these words into his
mouth .- Anwar - my planet, why
should I leave it? Here is my
life and my work. Everything
other things I should also add
that just won the "twenties." I have some
responsibilities.

     - Nonsense. I, too, and the winner nonetheless, I, as you 
see, is gone. I understand that you simply want a little

enjoy the success that you got so hard, because
outside Anwar none
knows what it means winner.
Of course, respect will be less.
You now stand in the face of vast universe, and I do not blame 
you for what you are slightly scared.


     At this point, someone loudly banged on the door.

     - I have no strength to get angry, and I can not admire
all sorts of ideals, which allow you to insult a man
too weak to protect.

     - Well, I beg your pardon, -
Aydzhel said without a hint of apology in his voice. - But 
there is feelings are more important than our

insults. We have very little
time, so I will try to
now be explained only by its basic idea.

     - I understand that this
Your message should convince me
leave you their home planet?

     - No. I have no intention at once to convince you so
manner. But you should carefully consider what I say
you, and then, hopefully, many
your illusions crumble. Like
all residents of Anwar validated
humanism do science and
fond of "twenty". You
accept this way of life without
shadow of a doubt. You never think about the past, about those 
dumb billions who have lived terrible, as long as mankind 
slowly created the conditions in where you now live. Did you 
think someday all these people who suffered and

died in poverty and superstition, as long as civilization has 
to climb up? 

     - Of course, I did not think about them. And why? I'm all
still not able to change
past.

     - But you can change
future! This is your sacred duty to the suffering
ancestors who gave you
today. And if humanity for you not just a word, then
and you should be aware of a
sense of duty. Would you like to
now pay a portion of its
debt to those who today suffer
and live in such harsh conditions, like our ancestors?

     A knock at the door became louder.
This fact, as well as an abundance of drugs, which have fed 
Brian hindered his thoughts. 

     - In the abstract, of course, I
I agree with you. But you know what I can do nothing until I 
will not emotionally involved. The logical solution is not is 
meaningless until it is supported by personal relationships. 

     - Then we come to the point
case - said softly Aydzhel. He
pressed his back against the door, taking the blows inflicted by
It sort of heavy object.

     - I must hurry. Y
I, unfortunately, neostaetsya
time on the details, but I assure you my word of honor winner 
of that for you personally to this important cause. Just for 
you. If you help me, we will save seven million human

lives. These are the facts.

     Castle shattered and the door,
finally beginning to fall apart.
Aydzhel gathered all his remaining strength, fell on her and
closed again.

     - Here's a question over which I
I beg you to consider. Why in the galaxy full of war and 
hatred, full of suffering, people Anwar and all its existence

build, depending on the complex
of games?


          Chapter 3.


     More to keep the door was
impossible Aydzhel and not tried.
He stepped aside, and at the
Immediately the room broke into two
rights. Without saying a word,
Aydzhel calmly walked until they
inspected.

     - What happened? That he
doing here? - Asked the doctor,
looking anxiously at the patient.

     He then a cursory glance
swept sensors - everything is normal. The patient was lying 
quietly. 

     During the remainder of
the day, Brian had to think about. It was very difficult -
comprehend everything said Aydzhelom. Fatigue and effects of 
drugs softens his touch with reality. Thoughts moved sluggishly 
in the brain. 

     What's all the same mean Aydzhel? What is this nonsense
What about Anwar? Anwar is such because it is such ... And 
what's the difference, he became such a natural way or not? 

     The planet is a very simple story. From the beginning it 
did not There was nothing that could be of commercial interest.

She was in the side of the trade
tract was not mineral
resources which would be beneficial to develop and carry over 
great distances in other inhabited worlds. Hunting

in winter animals was beneficial,
but insufficient to open
DC market. Therefore, for a long time does not make any attempt 
to colonize this planet. In the end it was populated largely by 
accident. Several research groups organized here observatory

and research station
observations of unusual anvarskim year. Long stay at the 
observatory led many scientists to carry on this

Planet of the family, and the world's population is slowly but 
surely, gradually began to increase. K it was added as a

number of hunters for fur animals. That was the beginning.

     About these days is almost preserved records, and the 
first six Ages anvarskoy stories are based more on speculation 
than on facts. Break occurred at the end of this period and in 
the coverage of the entire galaxy destruction Anwar began an 
isolated struggle for life. The collapse of the Earth Empire

He appeared to more than the end of the period.
Observatory and observation
station found that represent more than not existing 
institutions. Hunters no longer had the market. In Anwar was no 
longer own spacecraft.


     But the deprivation and destruction Break did not affect 
Anwar - the planet itself was able to meet their needs. When 
people the world got used to the idea that

She is now an independent world,
and not a collection of temporary guests with a different 
nationality, life went unnoticed. It was not easy - to live on

Anwar has always been hard - but
without distinction on the surface.
Thoughts and habits of people, however,
underwent a major transformation.

     There have been many attempts
establish a stable structure
society and stable social relations. Again, unfortunately, 
there is still little records of this period. Known, only that 
the culmination of these searches were "twenty".


     To understand what
"Twenty, you need to know an unusual orbit around the Sun Anwar.
In the system were also other
planets and their orbits are located, we can say in the plane
ecliptic. Anwar also, obviously,
Planet-bum, and maybe she
was once captured by another star. Most of his 
семисотвосьмидесятидневного , it is far from

star and flies through the elongated orbit of comet types. When 
she approaches the Sun, a long

winter is replaced by a short hot summer, for about eighty 
days. This abrupt change seasons caused adaptation

local forms of life. Winter large
part of the animal spends in hibernation, plant species winter 
in as spores of seeds. Some warm-blooded herbivores are

active in the snow-covered tropics and are prey for
protected from the cold local
predators. But despite the terrible cold of winter - a season 
of peace compared to the summer. 

     Summer - that time frenzied
growth. Plants are awakening to
life force that destroys the rocks. They grow up so fast that 
their growth is noticeable to the eye. Snow cover melts and the 
fields one day turn into a jungle. Is growing, flowering and 
actively multiplying. Plants climb on each other, fighting for 
the vitality sun. In this short season

everyone eats and everyone ate. For
when the first snow, winter comes, takes nine
tenth year.

     To survive, people also
had to adapt to anvarskomu cycle. It was necessary to prepare 
large stocks of food for a long winter. 

     Generation after generation
adapted until this crazy change of seasons, did not stop them 
seem something supernatural. The first thaw almost non-existent 
spring caused profound changes in human metabolism. 

     Disappeared layers of subcutaneous
fat, and wakes up to life sweat glands. Other changes were less 
noticeable than the temperature adjustment, but also very 
important. Mutates a sleep center in the brain. Now, getting 
enough sleep for a short period of time for three or four days. 
Life is hectic pace required to could exist in such

environment.

     At the time of onset of the first frost already going fast 
growing bread and canned meat in special storage facilities. 
Huge adaptation the ability to make human

part of the local ecology and the
thus ensure long life
life. Physical survival was guaranteed.

     But what about the mental?
Primitive Eskimo on Earth
had the opportunity to indulge in a semiconscious state,
almost in hibernation ... Can be a civilized man and is capable 
of on it, but only for a short time the earth's winter. Spend so

winter, which is much longer
Earth year, is impossible. When
physical needs are satisfied,
the main enemy of each anvartsa
becomes boring. Exception
are only hunters, but even they can not do
his work over the winter. Some have found a way out of this 
situation in drunkenness, others - in a rage.

Alcoholism and murder - a double
the horror of winter seasons, which arose
after the break. End this was
put the "Twenty".

     When they become part of
life, the summer has been perceived only as a break between
games. "Twenties" were not
just a competition - they have become a way of life that 
satisfies all forms of physical mental and competitive

needs of the planet. It was
decathlon, elevated to the highest
level, where competition
Chess and poetic composition to equal the time and place with 
such sports as jumping and shooting

onions. Each year, arranged
two planetary drawing: one
- Among men, the other - among the
women.

     It could not be discrimination, but simply reflects
facts. Sex differences impede fair competition, for example, a 
woman does not can win a big chess tournament, and this fact 
was recognized and taken into account. 

     The competition could be involved either. No
advantages and limitations. When won the best, he was really 
the best. A complex series of competitions and draws keep 
everyone in constant tension throughout the winter. 

     But it was only a prelude to the final of the tournament, 
which takes about a month, and where the only winner was 
revealed. Victorious in the final received the title of winner. 
This title can be proud of.


     Brian turned in bed and looked out the window. He - Winner 
of Anwar. Now his name gets into the history books, he

will be one of the heroes of the planet.
Now, students will learn about
it, as once taught himself about
Winners of the past. They will
dream of a victory, preparing for her daily. Be a winner - the 
greatest honor for resident Anwar!


     Outside, the midday sun
dim light in the sky. Endless fields of ice absorbed the 
moonlight, returning it to the cold and harsh reflections. Only 
one figure moved on skis, everything else was still. Infinite 
weariness fell on Bryan, and immediately Everything changed, 
though he looked in the mirror on the reverse side. Suddenly, 
he was terrible clearly understood that being a winner does not 
mean absolutely nothing ... It's like that

be the best among the rest of flea fleas crawling on one stump.

     What's all the same to such
Anwar? Encased in ice planet
population of several millions of human fleas, unknown in other 
parts of the galaxy. There was absolutely no for that fight. 
War that followed the break, did not affect her. Anvartsy 
always prided This, like the fact that nobody

draws attention to you, may
be a source of pride.

     Other human worlds grew, fought, won,
defeated, changed.
Only Anwar led the continued life
repeated with a constant
hackneyed plate.

     Brian's eyes watered,
He blinked. Tears ... Consciousness
this incredible fact expelled from the sentimentality of his 
brain and replaced it with fear. Does his brain still damaged 
from the stresses of the last battle? It's not his thoughts. 
Self-pity could never have make it a winner - so

why he feels it now? Anwar - his universe, as
He may well think of it? That
happened to him that inspired him
these thoughts?

     Thought, he immediately found the answer: Winner Aydzhel.
A fat man with such a relatively strange statement and not
less strange questions to
him.

     Not a magician he? Does not the devil he is from the 
"Faust"? No, it is nonsense. But he did something.

Perhaps he has engendered doubts,
when the resistance of Brian was weak. Brian did not realize at 
the than based his doubts. But he

firmly understood that their reason
lies in Aydzhele. He clicked on
switch button switch.
Appeared on the screen on duty
sister.

     - A man who was
here today - started by Brian -
Winner Aydzhel. You do not know
where he is today? I need to contact them ...

     Why say something had violated her professional calm. She 
quickly began to apologize, the screen goes off. When he lit up 
again, her place was taken by a man in uniform. 

     - You asked about the winner Aydzhele. We detained him in
hospital because of a dishonest act - the invasion of your room.

     - I was not going to bring his accusation! Do not ask you 
to look for me? 

     - I am very sorry, Mr. Winner, but ... the doctor had left 
a special order, so you do not ...


     - The doctor has no
right to interfere in my personal
life. I do not Typhoid Mary, I
never sick, but only
severely depleted. I want to see him.

    The guard sighed and said:

     - He'll be with you.

     - What have you done to me? -
exclaimed Brian, when they were left alone with Aydzhelom. - I 
hope you will not be denied that stuck in my head wrong

thoughts? Tell us how you managed to do this? I must
know.

     - No, I will not. For this
and is my idea - to lay your head in the "foreign"
thought.

     - But I must necessarily
learn it!

     - Okay, I'll tell you
but you must also learn many other things before
decide to leave the Anwar. You should not only hear but also 
believe. Importantly, the key to everything - this is the true 
essence of things of life here on Anwar. How do you think, 
because of "twenty"? 

     - I do not think I know it.
This is a historical record.
The founder of the games was Dzhiroldi,
first competitions were held
in the three hundred and seventy-eighth year.
Since then, the "twenty" shall be held annually. At first they 
were held only in certain regions, but they soon become 
planetary. 

     - True, but here you describe what happened, but I wonder 
how they were organized "Twenty? How do you think could

only one person to make a planet inhabited by hunters and 
half-mad drunkard farmers in proper functioning of the social 
machine, the whole whose life revolves around

"Twenty? Do you really never occurred to me that
it is simply not
could it be?

     - But it's been! You
can not deny this fact! AND
There is nothing artificial in
"Twenty". They are - logical
out for life on planets like our own.

     In response Aydzhel ironically
grunted:

     - Well, it's very logical. But how often do logic has
any relation to the activities of social groups and
Government? Have you ever thought about this? Put yourself
even for a moment to place Giralda, imagine that you
somehow smart enough to
the idea of "twenty" and you need to bring it to the 
attention of others and convince them of his right. You go to 
the nearest crummy, irritated, half-drunken hunter and all 
clearly set out for him. As the program his favorite types of 
races - poetry, chess, archery - will change his life and make 
it more virtuous and interesting. So, as soon as

you do this, my advice to you -
faster than the lam.

     Brian smiled even the absurdity of this proposal. Of 
course, this could not be. However it happened, and all this

was to be based on a some simple explanation.

     - You can discuss at least
the whole day and not think of before
truth, so far ...

     He stopped and looked
the switch. The screen glowed,
Although the image was not. Aydzhel
reached out and disconnect the wire.

     - Your doctor shows
too much curiosity. This
nobody's business but yours, and you have to understand that 
life, which you lead and led until now

is the result of a complex artificial structures, developed by 
experts, sociologists and Efforts Field

agents.

     - Nonsense! Public
Life can not be changed so without bloodshed and rage.

     - No, no nonsense. Just you
been reading too much of the Earth
classics, you still seem to
that we still live in an age
superstitions. Well, go back
to his books. At the same
time, democracy and self-developed in the former colonies such 
as India and Africa, where the only form of hostility

there was hostility between local religious groups. Changes -
the blood of humanity. All that we
used to consider normal
once it was too innovative. And one of the most ancient 
innovations was an attempt to organize society so that all its 
members were happy. First, there were many unsuccessful 
attempts accustom people to the political climate, which for him

unusual. Anwar - an example
that can give reasonable operations. However, since
A lot has changed. We realized
that the more we know, the more
more we need to know. We
already trying to bring civilization to what is considered a 
charitable purpose. Too many of these goals, and from our 
limited point of view it is difficult to say which one is 
preferable. Everything we do now - is trying to protect growing 
cultures and to give impetus to for the development of 
ossified, so as to avert death. When the work was done here in 
Anwar, the theory not yet progressed that far.

And was not yet developed a control system applicable to
crops such as one to five. Technique is to create an artificial 
culture in the most favorable direction, and

Making its elements in the life
planet.

     - But how is this done? As
it was here?

     - Oh, we're making progress: you
are asking "how." Operation
done here too
large number of agents and
cost a lot of money. Inflated notions of personal honor, and 
then introduced a duel - and All this has led to increased 
interest in individual struggles. That's when all this was 
fixed, that the special event will be an interesting duel. 
Encourage intelligent species was somewhat difficult, but not

impossible. The details are unimportant -
Now we discuss the final
product. And this is you - why you need me.

     - But why me? Maybe because it won
"Twenty? What I can not believe.
Speaking objectively, between me and
dozens of other winners are no
practical difference. Why do
you do not ask any other
of them? After all, like, they
able to perform your job as I do.

     - No, I could not. Later I
I'll tell you why you - the only person that I can use. But 
time is running out, and I need to convince you something else. 
We have only three hours. For this time I need to convince

You volunteered to join
us.

     - Yes, it will be a difficult task. You must begin to 
explain what this mysterious "We."


     - Establishment of cultural relations. NGOs working
secretly, to maintain the existing peace and security
being independent of the planets ... so that prospered
goodwill.

     - Sounds like a quote. It is impossible to say off the cuff
it.

     - This is a quote from the charter of our organization. 
All of this, of course, is good in general, but

Currently I am referring to the particular case. And it was 
you. You - product of highly developed society. Your individual 
ability due to the fact that you grew up in a world with such a 
small population, even a distant form of government control is 
not needed. Anvarskoe excellent education, and training and 
participation in "Twenty gave you an education unequaled in the 
entire galaxy. And it will be very disappointing if you now 
forget all their knowledge and skills, and spend the rest of 
their lives on a farm in the village.


  - You are not very highly I rate the. I'm going to learn ...

    - Forget Anwar! - Aydzhel
clapped his hand on the table. - This
the world will continue to rotate as well with you, so
without you. You have to forget about
him to understand all of its comparative insignificance in the 
scale of the galaxy, to think about many other worlds in which 
billions of people suffer. You must exert all their strength

out to help us.

     - But what can I do as
personality? It has long been a thing of the past are the days 
when a distinguished man - Alexander or Caesar - he could on a 
whim change the history of mankind.


     - It's all true, and at the same
time does not contain a single drop of truth. There are people 
who were in the center of the struggle, Acting as a catalyst 
that helps the passage of the reaction. You - one of those 
people but I must be honest and say that I can not prove 
anything above. Therefore, to avoid

spend more time on endless discussions, I cry
your sense of duty.

     - You say "a sense of duty," but to whom?

     - Mankind, of course, to those billions
dead, who spun the car until you got your
comfortable and happy life, which you now enjoy.
The fact that they gave you, you must
pass on to others. This is the cornerstone of humanistic
morality.

     - I agree, this is a good argument in a long dispute. 
However, the Yet, he still does not tempt me to leave the bed.


     - Oh, this is already a partial success! You agreed with 
the Chief argument. Now I appeal to you personally. That 
assertion, which I want to tell you: "There is a planet with a 
population of eight million people. If I not be able to avert 
disaster, the whole population is doomed to death. Thus, my 
goal is to prevent the destruction. And I'm going there. But, 
unfortunately, one I can not do everything, so I need you, and

anyone else for this mission is not
fits. Once you have one!

     - Do you have little time for convictions. Let
me help you. So, all these facts you have, hopefully,
are true. I believe that
this is not fiction, and if you give
time, you can show me
truly say your words.
Well, now let's get back to
me. Based on what facts
you've come to the conclusion that I -
the only person in the entire galaxy who can help you with?

     - I can prove it,
only to draw your attention to the
inherent in one you the ability,
the presence of which I have identified you.

     - Ability? How
I know, I'm no different from other residents of my
planet.

     - You are deeply mistaken,
because I know exactly what you -
embodied proof of evolution. You have a rare ability
empathy and penetration.
Anwar has only been two generations since then, as manifested
these abilities, and I watched
those who were endowed with them.

     - But what is it -
Empathy? And if you define me this ability, then
some facts from my life testify to its presence?

     - I can identify its presence in man, because he
have this quality - no other way. But it
acts ... Remember how you
experienced unusual thoughts about Anwar, your words confirm 
the show you an example of this ability, and must still undergo 
a lot of time before you be able to fully capture

this ability, but it is - your inborn trait. That -
mental in the sense of touch or, if I may say so, the human 
soul. This is not thought process, it can be

rather be described as
insight into emotions, feelings,
relations. You can not lie to a trained vchuvstvovatelyu.

     Your amazing talent
even provide you with an invaluable service in the twenties. " 
You throughout the fight feel the intention of the enemy before 
he began to act. I can see that

you agree with me, though so far
nothing had been asked.

     - But how do you become a
know?

     No one could learn from him such information, it was his
main secret, bringing him
success.

     - Just a hunch - he smiled Aydzhel. - But remember,
because I also won the "twenty",
and while I'm just like you,
did not know about vchustvovanii. In addition to regular 
training is gives a surprising advantage.

This brings me to the proof of which you spoke
a minute ago. You said that
will be convinced if I prove
you that you have is the very
the only person who
I can help. I believe
I'm not mistaken, and can not tell you
lie. You can somewhat tell a lie
in words, to persuade in a false belief, but to lie to his 
feelings impossible. And therefore no

can not lie vchuvstvovatelyu.
Want to know what I'm feeling? No, perhaps there "to know" - a 
bad word. Your vocabulary, rather, does not yet have an 
appropriate designation for this. Better, perhaps, will say so, 
want to join with me in feeling? Divide

My feelings and memories?

     Brian wanted something
protest, but it was too late.
The door of his senses were wide open, and feelings Aydzhela 
noticed it. 

     - Dis - loudly
Aydzhel, - think, eight million lives, hydrogen
bomb ... Brian Brand ...

     These were the key words,
omens of the association. Each word is broadcast to Brian 
emotions interlocutor. 

     Yes, here it was impossible to
lie. And this was Aydzhel
rights. It was a matter, crude
material from which produced feelings.

     DIS ... DIS ... DIS ... this
world, this planet ... word
roars like thunder ... thunder ...
thunder ... thunder ... surrounded by a desert planet ... the 
planet of death .. the planet of death ... where life is

death and death is much better
death.

     DEATH ... DEATH ...

     Charred corpses of eight million ... they will forever 
blacken your dreams ... forever ... 

     Hydrogen Bomb ...

     Going to kill them ... If you Aydzhel, they are not
stop ... stop ... YOU -
AYDZHEL ... YOU ... YOU ... stop the death ... death ...
death ... you can not do it alone ... you need
Support Brian's Brenda ...

     ... BRIAN BRAND ...

     He's one in the whole galaxy
can help you in this matter ...
When the stream of emotions stopped
Brian realized that is leaning on the pillow, wet with
sweat, exhausted by the perception
waves of feelings. Aydzhel sat with his hands covering his 
face. When he raised his head, Brian saw the dark circles 
around his eyes. 

     - DEATH ... - Whisper
Brian. - It's a horrible feeling
death. No, this is not just
death of people Disa ... This is something
much more personal.

     - It's me, - said Aydzhel,
and these simple words in
brain, Brian popped the memory of that night, when he first 
realized his ability. - My own death ... She

is already close. This is a terrible price,
which must be paid for its ability ...
premonition of the future - an integral part of empathy. This
of the unknown psychic phenomena, which, apparently,
subject to time ... Death is
terrible that casts its reflection back in time. The closer
it, the more I feel it coming. Of course, this does not give me
knowledge of the exact date, but only a rough dating of the 
time. And this horror. I know I will die soon after arrival at 
Dice and long before they have finished work. I understand that

This work must necessarily be
be done. And I only know one person who may finish the me
business ... Now, do you agree? You
come with me?

     - Yes, of course. I'll go with
you.


   To be continued ...
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