Newsreel of our war and peace days.

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Newsreel of our war and peace days.

Cheaters were inspired by the latest updates and started active actions. It seemed to me that there were almost no honest players left. A lot of grenades rained down on our team. And we see that the cheater does not even throw a grenade - the grenade suddenly appears at our feet and immediately explodes. The deafening explosions of grenades, the barking shots of small arms, made us shrink into one ball. A powerful explosion shook the ground and closed everything before my eyes... When a cheater is on the verge of death, he suddenly becomes invisible before our eyes and appears wherever he wants. When a cheater is in danger of being shot, he takes only one well-aimed shot to avoid trouble... The feeling of indignation was oppressive. But no matter how hard it was, we gritted our teeth and endured these tests.
By the behavior of the players, by the way they use the cheat, you can recognize a novice and an experienced player.

Hours later, in one of the games, my teammates made an unexpected move. We were climbing the stairs to the second floor of a small building, and here both partners suddenly pinned me to the corner of the landing. I tried to pass, but I see that the case is very, very serious. I wondered what interest they had in me, and only watched their further actions. For the first minute they froze in front of me, looking at me suspiciously and silently. At the same time, using gestures and a marker on the map, I'm reporting them, that we need to get out of here as soon as possible, that the location will soon fall into the narrowing zone. We should be better equipped, here on the second floor, there is a CASCO SUPERIOR helmet on the floor, who picks it up? On that, they mumbled something and kept silent... I turn from one to the other and think that they must be conferring with each other in some way (without words, using telepathy, like aliens)... Then they started asking me who I was, where I came from, and all that. I had to respond with the same gestures, transmitting clear conditional signals "Yes" and "No". They were satisfied with my answers.
In turn, I asked them - then who are they? What one of them answered that his planet is at distance about 1,000,000 light years from the local Solar system. That his nickname means "Noble Knight", and his lineage is the most noble and ancient in their galaxy. Another told that he is his squire and that he is the representative of not less noble family too. We devoted ourselves to search of a victory and military glory, - both of them exclaimed and finished with words: - Long live "Elysium Ring"!
And we returned to our mission.
I fought a little better in those hours than I had before, and I learned that it was better to aim and shoot at the head than at the torso.

On approaches to the safe territory the rivals often make an ambush somewhere. Knowing it, we nevertheless hasty went there, as soon as possible from the burst elements. The air is filled with smoke and ash ... Stench... The team safely ran out of this hell, and all fell belly-down to the ground. Here, grasses and flowers provided us with cover after all. The sun is shining, the heads of flowers with white and yellow petals are fluttering in front of our noses, and we are hurriedly healing wounds, checking weapons and ammunition. It's nice to lie in the meadow. However, the warmth from the sun and the scent of flowers made us sneeze and we ran on.
The forest area was left behind. Before us is a fishing town with a river channel and two bridges connecting both sides of this city. There were visible movements of the opponents, changing their position and preparing us a hearty welcome. The battles are about to begin. And we must get there, since there was no point in bypassing it. Moreover, we are at the foot of the city, in the middle of a field planted with wheat. It seems that there is peace and quiet all around ...
And now, making a dash towards the city, we found ourselves in relative safety. The clangs of the shutter weapons were heard from everywhere, and grenades flew at us. There are several opposing teams, but it seemed to us that everyone was shooting only at us. Whoever could in time bounced from the explosion, and on the move, healing the newly formed wounds, we launched our attack. Opponents, now and then looking out, firing at us, and we at them. The teams are approaching each other, storming, taking losses. Footfall of the feet of floorboards in the rooms, an clang of chains of boarding hooks and a ring of the breaking windowpanes, turmoil, shots... Oh, my God - some wounded warrior cried out - Help me! ♥♥♥♥! Where are they? Need a marker! Marker! - other fighters respond. And somewhere other fighters serves the voices: - It is necessary get out from here! It's so scary here!

Vapor jets ran out from a glider nozzle, and the girl soared up into the sky with a reactive speed. I followed her too. She flew ahead of me, and I see how she landed on the small hill. I land after her too. We began to survey the landing area and suddenly there was a firefight. It would be more correct to say that she noticed the opponent lurking below and riddled him with a burst of one shot. Thus, she neutralized the deadly threat. Yes, a warrior must be vigilant. She is a brave girl. I liked her more and more. And I thought - And me? I am pleasant to her?
On the map, we checked that we were between Sigel Castle and Wagner City. Two of our comrades were delayed somewhere. She at once found nearby the mini-SUV and invited me to drive together with her. I sat down next to her and we drove out. The car was driving through snowdrifts, the oncoming air stream forming blizzards behind us and whirling snow flakes... A feeling of charm, romance, as though we on a date. It's a pity that we are not in a mini-compact car. Oh, I would use a cloaking device to kiss her. But this was certainly not the limit of my dreams.
On the way, I asked her to stop. When I got out of the combat vehicle, I rummaged in the snowdrift and gave her an edelweiss flower, rummaged again, wove a wreath of several edelweiss and put it on her head. And I tell her - You're my romantic heroine. Now I will fulfill my cherished dream, you are my love, which is worthy of a real kiss, " and I, narrowing my eyes, reached for her ...

We decided to take our mind off the mission, and headed for Snowlake Town. Along the way, we gathered firewood and fir branches for the bed. We drove up to the lake house and made ourselves comfortable. In the evening, we swam together in the icy water, fished and sat in an embrace by the fire, waiting for a delicious hot meal. She says she has read Marius ' books in the observatory libraries. Among them there are books, the texts of which tell us that in the foreseeable future, the next planet will appear in this solar system. I tell her that the formation of this solar system began in the first half of September, and I know the exact date of birth. I smiled at her and went on to say that I also secretly go to the observatory library to read books, to look at the stars through the telescope ... And we kissed.
After dinner, we talked about the fact that the libraries of the Herschel Academy also have something to read. She says-At least we can visit this place together, especially since it is not far away, on the other side of the lake. I tell her - No, today we must observe one simple rule - you and I need to rest. And the two of us lay down on the fir branches.

We went out onto the road and walked to the Herschel Academy.
I visit this planet often. Interesting here. On this planet, you can winter all year round, calmly ride in cabins on the cable car and observe the local nature from there - she started talking. Seeing, as it seemed to me, her picky exactingness, I continue her thought - And, on the planet Europe, in the country of eternal summer, as long as you want there you can swim and sunbathe, eat fruits, vegetables, berries. By the way, we have listed only two seasons - winter and summer. Here, an absurd thought entered my head. You would like the seasons to change regularly. Autumn winter spring Summer. Why isn't this happening in the Tensent galaxy? Perhaps there is some way we can put this into action? And she says - Where can we get autumn and spring? And how can this happen? I perceive this as a hopeless situation.
And it’s true, it turns out that this is so - I agreed with her. But I did not lose heart, and encouraged her - Nevertheless, we will conduct research in this direction.

At the Herschel Academy, for a start, we took a leisurely stroll along the roofs of buildings, in halls, in classrooms. We were approaching the threshold of the book storage, when suddenly ...
With an imperceptible movement and without noise, some unknown characters flashed nearby, putting the barrels of a weapon towards us and pulled the triggers. Bullets hitting the walls, on the floor and on our bulletproof vests, taking away part of our lives, and we fell wounded to the floor. It was impossible to dodge, and even now the situation was hopeless. Reflexes worked: in the need to help, bleeding to death, we began to crawl towards each other, while each movement was given to us with great difficulty. To top it off, they threw one single grenade and explosion interrupted our rest of life...
We agreed to meet in Europa. Time will come and we'll be back here.

Our team was reborn on an offshore platform and on a tanker. This location is good because it is difficult for opponents to get here unnoticed. This object (sea platform) consists of various parts, and conveniently located on them, from here you can observe through the optical sight nearby locations. But this time there was a thick fog in the air.
Our team did not hesitate to get into the boat, the engine hummed and the boat began to float. Behind us, an enemy ship like ours emerged from the fog unnoticed - the sound of bullets whizzing through the fog and hitting our ship's hull made us look back. Their helmsman stared at us with wild eyes, while the others, standing directly above the seats, fired furiously. They laughed gleefully when one of us was thrown overboard, wounded by a bullet. His limp body was left behind, and rivals, swimming by, accompanied him on his last journey with shots, and only a backpack remained from him. Rightly judging that he no longer needed our help, we sailed without stopping, and the bloodthirsty rivals did not lag behind us.
Less than five seconds later, another speedboat competitor joined the race. No one expected such a performance. Unlike us, these inventors built a large-caliber machine gun on board, which spat armor-piercing bullets after us - knock-knock-knock. The three speedboats raced through the sea at top speed, continuously shooting at each other, dodging, circling, and performing the most complex maneuvers. So boat trips for all of us turned into unforgettable sea battles...
"The structures of the boats could not withstand the shots. The survivors swam to the shore, where they continued to fight stoically, throwing fruits and vegetables at each other, and everyone ran in different directions. Players coped with the mission to glory: beaten apples, oranges, bananas, tomatoes, potatoes and carrots were left lying all over the coast. / "Newsreel of our fighting days"./."

Dozens of houses are located on top of one of the forested mountain peaks. In this forest, early in the morning (even before dawn), daytime birds begin to sing and the inhabitants of the town wake up. Marius spent all night at the telescope and is now returning home. A tuk-tuk and an armored car roared past him, and the sound of gunfire rang out. The players, as always, are busy with their own affairs, rushing back and forth one by one. And the good-natured Marius spends most of his time reading books, and at night he sits at the telescope and explores space.
Marius - a scientist astronomer, philosopher, physicist and mathematician - by this time is doing well in his business. He has written and published many books. Among other things, by this time Marius had written fundamental works - "Varieties of the elements of planets and their destructive forces", "The solar systems, stars and planets of the galaxy the Tensor". And now he is preparing a monograph "Formation of the solar system "Ring of Elysium".
The true population of "Europa" lives in another dimension, and the players in another. Today he will postpone the main business, check Radio telescopes and go to Ocean Park to ride a bathyscaphe. Then he will buy food at the Seafood market and will sit down at the telescope again at night. Marius is looking forward to the appearance of another planet, the formation of which he will be the first to write in his diary.

Fishing town. During these daylight hours, the bright blue sky stretches over the city. The streets are crowded, citizens visit the local cinema, walk along the embankment, flocks of birds circle, yachts sail from the pier. On all days, the local cinema pleases the audience with new films, shows in real time exciting stories about the adventures of players who have become movie heroes and idols. On the screen, players endlessly kill and die themselves, risking themselves, demonstrating unparalleled courage and bravery. The unprecedented beautiful dynamics of the battles fascinates the audience.The main storyline of these films is built on the desire of players to stay alive from the impending cataclysm, destroying opponents and waiting for a rescue helicopter. On land and in the sky, at sea and under water, they are engaged in intense and dynamic are fighting, the development and outcome of which is impossible to predict. Undoubtedly, the events taking place on the screen make a huge impression on them. Here the helicopter engine is already humming, the propellers are spinning with might and main, our heroes are leaving the ground, climbing the stairs on board - the audience is delighted, crying and rejoicing, gently wiping their tears with handkerchiefs and clapping their hands.

Meanwhile, in the halls of the Marius Observatory, a symposium is being held "Our Universe. The conference was opened by Academician Herschel.
- Dear colleagues, the leading luminaries of sciences from various galaxies have gathered here to solve certain tasks of a universal scale, important for everyone, since we have a lot in common... ...On the planet "Europa" one of the largest areas of land is the continent on which we are now holding a conference. Nearby, across the river, lies a huge mainland island, surrounded by smaller islands. On the other side of the continent in the sea lies another piece of land with the volcanic mountain Alecto. From time to time, our planet experiences the activity of Alecto. Likewise, the rest of the planets of the Ring of Elysium experience various cataclysms... ...Previously, the original shape of the continent looked different than now... ...The continent has changed, the locations of the islands have changed, the area has changed significantly and the shape of the whole land. Whether there will be changes in the future, it is still impossible to predict... ...Recently, our scientist Marius published new data on his research... ...Dear colleagues, we ask Marius to come to the podium - and Herschel made a broad gesture towards him... His name was pronounced, there was unanimous applause...

... The virtual world created by the fiction of the developers, you revived in your works, and, should think, helped us return to our reality and resume life. This happened due thanks to the multidimensionality of outer space. I am perplexed and try to imagine what kind of world this is, how did what he expounds come to be. Does this mean that your galaxy is actually in the universe? He, having survived the pause, continued: - Yes. And our world has its own living history, the existence of which you have yet to learn. You have something in you, you give the texts a magical action. Keep writing, - he finished his speech and added, - However, I want to warn you. If you suddenly want to return our world to the state in which it was before your letter, then nothing will come of it. And this kind of your texts will not be a hindrance. At that moment, the hooting and laughter of owls came from the forest...
I'm sitting in across from him, as he does with my hands folded on the arm of the chair, and listen to his chatter. Shaking my head, I tell him - Unconvincingly.
He threw up his hands and looked at me knowingly - You people, even being here, in this virtual world show amazing simplicity. You will be puzzling over what happened for a long time. However, what we ourselves also know little about. Well, let's postpone our conversation. We got up and walked into the hall.
Most likely, this is their innermost desire. I don't know why, but I felt a little uneasy.
I noted to myself that everything that was going on here was beyond our usual understanding. I work out the plots and images of the characters, give them a soul, and they, it turns out, then lead their lives arbitrarily. Gee! Well, it was necessary to be so carried away by this writing!
Rain is pouring outside the windows, flashes of lightning illuminate the night sky of Artaud city. I look carefully around the hall of the mansion, look from picture to picture on the walls, see the local landscape, panoramas of cities and villages, and stopped at one of them. Guessing whose brushes these paintings were painted with, I looked at him. He lifted his chin high and nodded affirmatively: - My wife, daughters and sons are happy to see you and are pleased with you. If something could be materialized for you in this virtual world, believe me, we would be happy to give you any of these paintings. And I really want that. Well, then there will be no limit to the number of my requests - I flattered his pride and we both laughed.
He was in a blissful mood, rubbing his palms, invited me to sit down, and we settled down at a chess table.
During the game we chatted about trifles, joked, from time to time tapping with chess pieces. We played for fun and didn't count the winnings.
Nearby there was a serving table with all kinds of sweets, delicacies, fruits. The treats, intended, as I understood for myself, are all to us, and we paid more and more attention to them than to chess, and it seems that we stained the pieces and sprayed the chess table with syrup. But, we both looked unperturbed, and did not attach any importance to this.
On the bottom shelf of the serving table were basins of water and towels. By the time we washed our hands and face with water and dried ourselves with towels, the rain had stopped pouring. Having become out of armchairs, we went up the stairs to the living room on the second floor and went out onto the balcony. We stood at attention watching the movement of clouds in the sky, watching the clouds move apart, revealing the disk of the Moon, where stars also appeared nearby. My child, because you will not deny that you are here and now, thanks to virtual technologies, - he says, staring at the sky. And without waiting for an answer, he continued, - You, the players, pilgrims wandering in the universe, know our world from the moment of its formation - September 19, 2018. Meanwhile, you have discovered only a world unknown to you in the depths of space. So this date also marks our second birth... Well, yes, you can say so - I approved of his lengthy, at the same time touching speech.
A minute later he looked at me and said - By the way, this date will come soon, and we expect grandiose fights from you. And who wants to, outside of playing time, we invite players to visit the Ocean Park. If you appear, I suggest that you describe in general terms and in detail the events of this holiday day.

The speedboats left the coast and headed out to the open sea towards the volcanic mountain Alecto. The sea was calm, and the boats glided smoothly along, leaving bubbles and foam in their wake, until they reached their destination. Before us is a curtain, blazing and shimmering with a reddish wave, contact with which leads to bleeding. The elements seem to be calm. But this is just a false assumption. Death awaits anyone who enters there. Behind this veil, the volcanic mountain does not calm down, everything burns and smokes, splashes sparks, intending to once again spew ash and gas.
We all raised our weapons, bent over the scopes, and began to adjust the screws.
Since we see and know the behavior of the elements, I will dare to assume that the elements do not destroy everything in their path, "00798 soon spoke up," and only a living organism that is alien to this world perishes from the elements.
Thus, the element forces us to retreat, which means that part of the whole is not accidentally fenced off by the veil of the element, "continues Geov1ld," and it seems that everything that is on that side, or is in captivity at these elements, or is protected from public eyes. So what could be there?
We can only guess so far, based on the space we see ahead. But we have no idea about the rest, - I answer and ask - Well, let's say we turn to the developers...
Developers can remake these pieces of land into ordinary continents and add others, but this case will in no way reveal the secret of what is now hidden, - 6666146 joins the conversation, then looks up from the eyepiece, looks at us, again leans against a sight and says, - The problem is that, whatever the power of human thought, developers are able to create only what corresponds to their technical capabilities.
The developers will not agree to this, - added Don_Dzon - their project was not designed for this.
And we agreed with such arguments.
Guys, we're not going to stop the element, are we? - the voice of ChiCcguitka_cz sounded - After all, then the main game component of this world, for which we often gather here, will cease to function. That will lead to the termination existence of the game itself.
Alarmed by this thought, we almost fell off our boats, turned to him, were unexpectedly happy and said - It's good that you said this thought aloud ChiCcguitka_cz.
In the meantime, curiosity kept us busy, and leoxxq exclaimed - Well, there must be a possibility, if not to pass, then to penetrate.
So how are you going to penetrate in there, leoxxq? - AsifShah asks.
At that moment flock of wild geese passed оver our heads.


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Regularly on one of locations the best fighting helmet, a bullet-proof vest and weapon are exposed. So places of revival are in great demand there and players hastily occupy them on all perimeter of a location and near behind its invisible line.
And now the larks were singing again in Bay City, and our young hearts were kindled with undaunted bravery. When the timer punches the last second, unrestrained running around during which each player near the site hastily arms with something better follows everywhere, or they with the available weapon rush at once to the fight in the beginning accompanied with firing from shotguns and guns - Come what may!
And to be provided with cool gear, you need to show resourcefulness and dexterity.
Events are developed just promptly. Already here and there the devastated backpacks lie. Right there disparate shots from automatic weapon followed, abrupt cottons of sniper rifles rustled, the manual machine gun cracked joining the general many-voiced chorus. The trunks directed at each other vomit a flame and smoke, bullets plop down about barriers, ricochet, punch. At the same time bombing began. Mainly, smoke grenades, fragmental and stun grenades moreover rockets of grenade launchers, in fights lift a full commotion, inflaming in us already raged imagination even more, creating feeling something large-scale, epic. Battle flags flutter, drums rattle and horns sound, and groans of wounded are muffled by a deafening roar and peals of shots and explosions. Yes, bombed us well. An abundance of grenades showered on us and really peas. And may God protect us!
And at this time, the audience is watching the game of their favorite movie characters. The cinematic realism of the image convincingly lends authenticity to all the action on the screen. During this time the players, happy, all in sweat and in dust tirelessly clamber, jump, creep, run on labyrinths of streets and houses, rooms and corridors, on tiles of roofs and flues, and use of various vehicles and various equipment of a certain purpose by them does their actions unpredictable. Dizzy rate of battles, extreme and danger disperse adrenaline! Glory, glory to the Ring of Elysium!


The hours she had spent reading had passed. Stella leaned back on the sofa, spread her arms on either side of her shoulders, and stretched her legs out on the table. With a concentrated expression on her face she drifted back into her memories where she reasoned with herself.
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Toward the middle of the afternoon, Stella was looking through her wardrobe. Paying attention to the name of the outfit, after thinking about it, she decided to become a bird for a change. It is not known how, but just as she thought about it, in an instant, she was transformed from a human into a magpie bird, acquiring all the signs of a feathered one, while keeping her mind and soul intact. Stella began to crackle with the voice of a magpie and, turning in different ways in front of the mirror image, admired her new outfit. Then, pleased with herself, she jumped up and flew out of the window.
Stella flew up to Artaud City and flew about him from height with which the best view of an everyday situation opened. The survey flight had given her the idea that the city was provincial. Tractors drive around, hard workers work on picking grapes and laying haystacks, children chase geese and ducks in front of them, cows and horses graze in the meadow.
Stella landed on a telegraph pole and cracked. Sparrows and chickadees sit on wires nearby, chirping, chatting and joking about something among themselves. But involuntarily they listened to her, turned around, and some of them looked at each other and flew closer to recognize the newcomer as their fellow tribesman. Stella, jumping up and down, crackled again, when suddenly, without noticing it, she began to speak - What are we going to do next? Here birdies as got a fright, jumped up and rushed who - where. After that, Stella flew off the telegraph pole and, landing, transformed back into a human. There is certainly charm in the bird language, but, it seems, I chose not that dialect - with the usual self-irony she was surprised with the incident.
Stella came to paved a cobble-stone the sidewalk and went on him, approaching "Triad", popular on all solar system and beyond its limits to the pub known for the grape drinks and gastronomic chic. Having glanced to the booth nearby she acquired magazines and newspapers - Will be what to esteem - she concluded having paid off with game coins. Having looked at the sun she vigorously passed on a board flooring and entered there.
Likely in the first half of day an institution not noisy. At an entrance(input) behind a rack her nod the bartender Friday - Welcome meets! To pour something? She thanked him and passed by. The singer sings on the stage, having turned to her her the acquaintances sitting at a table listen. Behind a pool table someone rolls spheres. And here was Alice, who, coming down the steps, had caught sight of Stella, and, beaming with a smile, waved her hand in greeting. Stella answered the same.
You know what? - Alice says, coming up to her, - You look familiar. ​Stella giggled about herself and speaks to her - Alice, differently and cannot be. You one of the leading game characters - and having slightly come nearer she whispered to her on an ear - and the leading expert on power from the mysterious organization.

Hello Alice. I just came in to see what kind of place it is, and to get to know the food of your establishment, and I saw you - says Stella - Well, since our meeting has taken place, I invite you to join me. You will be my guide in the world of gastronomy. Alice was a little puzzled by this state of affairs, but the duty of hospitality was not the least of which required her to be resourceful - Why not? It is a great honor for our pub to host the inhabitants of the Earth from the solar system of the Milky Way galaxy. But let's do it this way. You're my guest, and I'll have the staff set the table for us right now. The table will be set on the second floor. Make yourself comfortable, I'll join you soon. Excellent, - Stella agreed, and said to her in a slightly muffled voice, - it will be more convenient for both of us to call me Stella, the same name as the name of the character in whose guise I am now. Invisible and unheard by anyone, the boy in the game character thought that Alice recognized me as one of the players. And after making sure that Alice knew nothing more about her and that she didn't care, she went on to inspect the establishment.

She took a seat at a table near the window and unfolded one of the newspapers, her eyes skimming over the unfamiliar headlines, lingering on the next. To the attention of all the inhabitants of the Tensent galaxy! The monograph of the scientist Marius, dedicated to the solar system Elysium, was published. This work is an academic study of the cosmoplanetary phenomenon "The Ring of Elysium". It presents the results of the study obtained during the observation of phenomena and processes in space that preceded the formation of anomalous veils on the planets "Europa", "Vera", "Dione". It also presents the results of a study related to the stopping time of the year on these planets. The author establishes the probable causes and prerequisites that led to the emergence of these mysterious phenomena and reveals their probable sources, and suggests possible ways to solve the existing problems. She whistled, wondering if he'd dug that deep. Whatever the case, his research is of great importance. He did some serious work.

The employees were finishing the table setting. Imagine soups, seafood, game. Sauces, side dishes, dessert. A variety of drinks. Both are enough. All this creation is decorated with flowers of hydrangea, gladioli, edelweiss. Stella put down her newspaper and walked past it all to the balcony. Alice soon followed her out and invited her to the table. When they sat down on the chairs, Alice picked up the bottle and said, unfolding the label in front of Stella - Grape wine "Artaud". Our brand - and having received the go-ahead, she splashed into the glasses. It was warm summer weather outside, and the clean air was pouring into the room outside, making it much freer. To our acquaintance! - the girls raised their glasses, and began to wield the cutlery, tasting dish after dish, each of them stopping at the most appetizing. And between leisurely meals, they joked about this and that, during which they learned about each other, and, as happens in such situations, an involuntary friendly conversation ensued.
We harvest the grapes four times a year, our plants grow quickly, and the fruits ripen quickly. About the same thing happens with the aging process of grape wine. For comparison, a year of wine aging in our solar system is equal to one hundred years of wine aging in your solar system. Nature gives us truly unique varieties, identical in taste and smell to each season of the year. Our products are ordered by customers from near and far galaxies, my dear. What can I say, almost the entire universe knows about us.

Alice, I want to know something from you. On the northwestern part of the mainland island, where the largest mountain formation is located, there is a complex of structures in the form of preserved stone slabs, remnants of walls and remnants of colonnades with overlappings. The castle of Sidon!? Yes. Of course, - Alice replied. Stella continued - This form of building is typical of the ancient Greek civilization. And judging by the same ruins, the architecture of the structure is more like a palace-temple than a castle. Well, on the available data can arise and such representation - was inserted by Alice. Wait a minute, Alice, is this really the remains of an ancient Greek civilization? Yes. Alice replied. Quickly recovering from her surprise, Stella continued, - Alice, there are exactly the same ruins at the bottom of the sea in the coastal waters. Apparently, they were exposed to natural disasters at the time. And these destructions give reason to think that the catastrophe has engulfed the entire planet. Interestingly to know what force could deform a relief so what the same ruins began to be at absolutely different heights? After all, what became the reason? And the tragedy probably did not end with the death of the entire population? Listening to the interlocutor, Alice, smiling modestly, nodded her head in response. Moreover from where there were these huge beings - an octopus and a lizard? Really they survived since prehistoric times? Oh, they are also the subject of endless discussion by scientists - Alice admitted - Our world is a whole archaeological reserve. And finally, Alice, not the least of my concerns is this question: why should Captain Bernard Fokke and his crew, in their sailboat, sail freely through the anomalous curtain without obstacles? Their invulnerability also amazes us, - Alice told, thoughtfully twirling by fingers for a leg the glass of wine on a table. What this is connected with is unknown to us and remains a mystery to this day. And it must be an unsolvable riddle.
Alice leaned back in her chair and took the conversation into her own hands: - Stella, our story is somewhat similar to yours. There are also various differences. You see, according to the chronology you have adopted, the human history of your Earth extends 4 million years deep. Our human society has a much longer history, multi-dimensional, multi-faceted, which goes back many billions-billions of years...

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Dipping her finger in the wine, she licked it, smacked her lips, then took a few sips from the glass. I've told you everything I know, - she finished. And after a short pause, they decided to take a walk around the city, refresh themselves.
Over the city there was a low-cloud sunny weather. Near the bus stop they missed the passing cars and, having crossed the road, came to the square with a fountain. This area is part of one vast garden and park area, unfolded in front of the facade of one of the buildings of the mansion, where not so long ago, being in the guise of another character, Stella visited. A luxurious mansion that demonstrates the high status of the owners, belongs to the Artaud family, the son of a hereditary aristocrat, landowner, the founder of this city. The head of the family, the heir, now continues the traditions of his ancestors, currently engaged in cattle breeding, growing vineyards, he is also a major winemaker. The mansion consists of several buildings located on the foothills, next to the mountain forests, where this bourgeois and other local residents like to go hunting. From here, from the site with the fountain, the path to the mansion lies on a gentle slope, the road of which is surrounded on both sides by areas with benches, which in turn are surrounded by partitions, bushes, lawns, trees. Alice and Stella, having a conversation, walked along this territory with a leisurely gait, surveyed the surrounding environment, occasionally stopping to sit down on a bench for a while.
It is clear, that in a sense you sometimes conduct our destiny the letter. Please take care of the happy ending of this story. Hearing her wish, Stella was a little flustered, but she didn't show it. You see,- she says, - about what you just said, I want to give such a comprehensive answer. I recreate the life of the present time in which we live, I recreate the life with its past. Its further development with the known and the unknown goes on as usual. I am only describing this process, and it is only part of the time, part of an immeasurable, continuous life. So if you think that I can control fate, then this is a completely wrong, very naive assumption. And irrespective of where this story will be interrupted, it will not be final. I'm sure of it - and after walking a few steps, thinking it would be helpful to comfort her, she says: - Of course, I can afford to add something to this story. Naturally, taking into account the objectivity of the picture of the world. Then, turning fully to her, she said: - Alice, I can't promise you a happy ending. However, I will try. How do you like this answer? And, having decided that not to do without sentimental tenderness, Stella found it necessary to kiss her on both cheeks and on lips.

The moment their lips touched, the sky above Arto erupted with a thunderous peal. To which the girls turned and spoke - Look, the storm clouds are coming. Weather is formed overcast. In the upcoming hours nothing else can be expected. It's about to rain. What are we going to do?
Raindrops began to fall from the sky, turning into a downpour as soon as they ran into the nearest flower shop. As a light twilight had formed outside, the room in it was noticeably lit by lamps, where several visitors were examining and selecting flowers. The couple who entered, sitting on a bench by the window, entertained themselves with conversations about beauty, about fashion, about their hobbies. After admiring the flowers a little, the girls who had become friends parted. Stella having gone out into an evening rain ran to a phone booth where she picked up the phone and dialed number. Hi! When is the next flight to planet Earth? After booking her ticket, she took a taxi to the Space Port.

Exactly at twelve o'clock in the morning, a spaceship with passengers (with players) on board took off from the spaceport, flew out of the solar system Elysium in the direction of the Milky Way galaxy - home. In the bottomless void of the universe, the Galactic lace stretches for a billion light-years. There, spaceships roam the uncharted expanses of space and cruise between inhabited worlds. Inexhaustible energy of space allows them to overcome unlimited distances at unimaginably high speeds, provides, one jump diving and emerging, to overcome dozens, and even hundreds of thousands of light years... Looking into space, the players scattered their thoughts at the sight of the stars, went to bed in its comfortable salons, and sweetly dozed without waking up until the place of arrival.


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Dear parents, we write you because we are sure that you will be pleased by news of happiness which fell to our lot. We decided to try living in the solar system of Elysium, and in a relatively short time we managed to buy a house on a nice little island located on the planet Europa. Having decided on such an idea, before notifying you, we needed to somehow get settled here. But about everything in order.
Let's start with the fact that at the very beginning we got a job at the Seafood market. I got a job as a loader, and then I became a salesman in the market. Sasa-SR10 was accepted as a waitress in a cafe. We had enough to worry about, and we worked hard. Soon Sasa-SR10 began to earn money singing on the stage of the pub "Triad", which is located in the city of Artaud. In the repertoire there are songs that she knows from childhood. The audience likes her singing. They say she has an incomparably pleasant voice. At the time, we were renting a room in a house in the small town of Palm Village. This city is located in the intermountain zone just at the crossroads of the roads leading to the Seafood market and to the city of Artaud. So that was fine with us. But as you know, we love to travel. And so some time after moving to the small town of Bridgetown, located on a small island between the mainland and the mainland island, we got a job nearby on a marine platform - Sasa-SR10 as an operator, and I as a driller. The work is complex, responsible, and at the same time interesting. We make good money. But we also always find time for gaming tournaments, as this way the game coins are also received in our budget.
Once we both got an offer from the spaceport to work for them. The decision was short - lived-we wanted to become real astronauts. We were told to go through training and now we are studying at the academy located on the spaceport. At the academy, we master theoretical and practical knowledge, pass general physical training, and study spaceships. Difficulties, as always, arise, of course, but we overcome them. To do this, we have applied all our knowledge, skills and abilities acquired on our Land. We will soon finish our studies and graduate with honors. The teachers say that we are capable students, and we should be both a pilot and a commander of a spaceship. The exam will show which of us will take which of these positions after graduation from the academy. And from the day we become astronauts, we will sail our spaceships around the Tencent Galaxy, making interplanetary voyages.
Yesterday we bought a house for ourselves, which was originally rented, and today we started to carry out its cosmetic repairs. We want to bring to this renovation something from where we arriving flying from, something from where we were born and lived.
And here's something else to say. You can learn some idea of this world playing the game "Ring of Elysium" on the computer. For its start the badge with the name of a game of the same name lies on a desktop. By the way, if to you has the luck to pass into another dimension, welcome in us on a visit. And I must warn you that the alien population is quite ordinary people. Have it in mind. At least the fact that our some people stuffed us the comical images about appearance of aliens does not correspond to the truth.
Owing to the happened changes on these planets and in a type of the fact that behind planets the present names from the name of the continents on which we hold tournaments took root these names of the planet continue to carry and from now on. Thus, the address remains the same - the Tensent Galaxy, the solar system Elysium, the planet Europa, Bridgetown.

Sincerely yours, agent4billion and Sasa-SR10.


"Minos islands. The elements are raging all around, the air is feverish with toxic fumes, ash is falling, an ever-decreasing strip of life distracts the attention of players to the treatment of wounds. At this location, rivals are hiding nearby-I see their flashing red marks on the map, there are three of them. And I myself was hiding behind the ledges of one of the huge turbines, from which, after studying the situation, using a hook, I went down to the asphalt. I have M16A4 and AK-15 at my disposal - I take any of them and rush into battle. After shooting a little to intimidate and throwing a couple of grenades in their direction, I immediately jumped into the water and swam to the shore, glancing at the map every now and then - and I see that at this time a rival who had partners, but now left alone in the area of the helicopter waiting for passengers to land, is shooting back with my partners hiding nearby in houses. These employees of the game have an unspoken rule that is unfamiliar to us - an ordinary player must cope with opponents himself, because if they approach their opponents, they intentionally lose to them. Although, of course, they do not behave like this in all the tournaments in which I have played with them. Well, I have to fight alone, while at the same time helping them stay in the game. I've been through this many times. When I reached the shore, I climbed the slope to the nearest houses. I see on the map - the enemy's mark near the helicopter has long disappeared, and the fight has stopped, only the marks of my partners are lit-so he lost - I thought as I crossed the street, when I suddenly heard the words of one of my partners, like-Kill him! Deal with him! From the very first words he said, I guessed that everything was turning out extremely badly for me. So it is, his call was quickly answered by a suddenly appeared opponent, the one who, according to the mechanics of the game, had to leave the game - having appeared from his same place near the helicopter, he flew out on a glider at the ready with a weapon. It was clear to me that my accurate shooting at him would not lead to his death..."

One day, the staff of the Herschel Academy, passing into the room at the entrance to the book storage, were shocked by what they saw: two lifeless bodies lay in pools of blood on the floor among the debris and dust of plaster and glass fragments. The walls and floor of the room are covered with bullet marks, the windows are broken. An urgent call was made to the police. Arriving police officers pronounced the death of a young man and a girl from gunshot wounds. According to their assumption, the killers could have been waiting for their appearance, which they did not even have time to resist, although they were also armed. But the most amazing thing happened there, at the crime scene. During the investigative measures, the corpses instantly disappeared before their eyes. The detectives immediately realized that such a disappearance occurs in a parallel world among the players, when the player dies in battles. For this reason, and also because there are no more corpses, no further investigation was conducted. Nevertheless, the blood and the remaining backpacks, along with half a dozen weapons from the scene, were examined and, accordingly, fingerprints were taken from them, blood groups were determined.
A few months later, recently, law enforcement officers again faced a similar spectacle. Only here, in "Europe". In the Galileo Harbor, a crane operator at the very time of work saw blood splashes flying out of nowhere from the air, splashing on the cabin window, and then a person who fell next to the cabin on the platform. The crane operator rather notified the police about the incident. The entire district police was alerted. However, by the time the police arrived, the body was no longer there. At the place of the missing corpse, the police picked up a backpack, several weapons and a caliber bullet ... The examination showed that the fingerprints identified on this backpack and on the weapon, as well as the fingerprints identified on one of the two backpacks and on several weapons left at the scene at the Herschel Academy, belong to the same person.
And now here's another murder, this time committed in Whiteshore. From the cars passing along the city street, drivers noticed how a human fell in front of the bus, almost falling under the wheels. They wanted to help the victim, ran up to him, believing that the unfortunate man was hit by a car, but they were scared when they saw what injuries he had. Calls to the ambulance and the police were immediately received. After a few minutes, residents of the town see how law enforcement officers get out of approaching cars with flashing lights, install protective tapes, interview witnesses and eyewitnesses, criminologists and detectives approach the scene of the incident where each of them takes up their work. In front of them, the lifeless body of a young man with traces of gunshot wounds lay on the asphalt, over which the medics who had already arrived were busy. Fortunately, those witnesses who were directly present next to him stopped his bleeding in time. Doctors performed defibrillation, injected adrenaline and poured saline into him, plunging him into suspended animation. One of the detectives, while negotiating with the doctors about the condition of the victim, put his hand under his jacket and pulled out a photo from which, after examining the person's face, he handed the photo to a female colleague standing next to him and shared with her his assumption - I feel that what happened to these corpses may happen again, which we should not allow. She took a step sideways to him, leaning slightly over his shoulder, whispered conspiratorially-There is an idea! ...
In those very seconds when the doctors were moving the victim on a stretcher, he informed the doctors - Take the victim to the Central private hospital. We take all the costs of treatment on ourselves. Our medical examiner will go with you, he will also accompany the victim during surgical treatment. The doctors loaded the victim into their van, where they connected him to a monitor, a ventilator and an electrocardiograph, and left with a forensic expert on board.
The Dion police once had a rare opportunity to show their detective skills. I think we can catch up with what they have missed. Who knows, maybe what you're talking about will come true - the detectives reasoned, looking after the flashing lights of the siren of the hiding car. What was happening before their eyes made them feel a slight euphoria. Satisfied with this start, the detectives got into their clunker and raced after them.

An ambulance drove up to the door of the hospital, the victim was taken to the operating room, where surgeons continued to fight for his life. During the operation, it turned out that at that very hour there was very little blood left in the hospital of the same group as the patient. In this connection, the doctors were forced to declare an alarm for an urgent search for a suitable donor. Nurses were running, circling all over the hospital. Having learned about this first, the detectives who were waiting in the corridors of the hospital, judging that it was undesirable to allow this, since it was not worth raising an extra fuss, set out to provide their services themselves. Fortunately, they both had the same blood type as the patient. The operation was successful. The surgeons performed a direct blood transfusion, extracted a total of about a thousand bullets, sewed up the wounds, bandaged them and sent their patient to the intensive care unit for further treatment. The pile of bullets packed in containers and the patient's clothes were immediately sent for examination. The detectives agreed with the doctors that in the interests of conducting urgent investigative measures, they would allocate a separate room with windows facing the sunny side to the patient, and each of them would replace someone from the medical staff.

Fisherman Town. The time is late, the sun is sinking. Lanterns have been lit on the city streets and on both bridges, silhouettes of citizens returning to their homes flash in the twilight. Her colleague broke up with her an hour ago, will be in the morning; he, too, is already a fictional attending physician. She managed to have a snack in a nearby cafe, and here in the hospital to take a shower. Now she is going to go on night duty, for which she has put on a new medical uniform. One of the nurses informed her that it was time, she was leaving her post, that the instructions for caring for the patient were on the table, and regular medical staff would occasionally come in. After applying lipstick and straightening her hair, she went out into the corridor.

The handle turned, the door opened slightly and the newly-minted nurse quietly entered the room. Closing the door behind her, she slowly examined the floor, walls, ceiling, the interior illuminated by the soft night light. The monitor is working, their ward is lying asleep. Two steps from the bed there is an easy chair with a small table. The nurse went through the room, checked the entrance doors to the balcony. Closing the curtains, she turned around. Approaching him, she turned on the console at the head of the bed and, sitting on the edge, carefully placed her left hand on his hand lying in front of her. After waiting a little, she wrapped both hands around his palm and fingers and lightly felt them. Then she put her fingers to her wrist and checked her pulse. After waiting a little longer, she raised herself up to his face, waved her hand to the sides over her closed eyes and brought her ear to his nose. Turning off the console, she sat down in a chair, turned on the table lamp and, making a yawn, began to study the instructions.

The patient regained consciousness. Noticing this, she got up and, approaching, slightly bent over him - You are in the Central Private Hospital. You were brought to us with bullet wounds, and the doctors operated on you. Can you talk? Yes. After receiving an affirmative answer, she asked him a couple of questions about his well-being and recommended that he sleep. It's already night. You need to rest. And having adjusted the blanket on it, she returned to her chair. From there, leaning back, she peacefully watched him. Minutes passed. The patient was lying with his eyes open, apparently forming an idea of the present. Seeing that he was not falling asleep, she suggested to him: - I see you will not fall asleep soon, if you want to talk to someone, I am always ready. Their eyes met. My name is Amelia. He slowly examined her appearance, the uniform to the knees, especially noting the neat face, well-groomed hands and feet shod in clogs. It is possible to think - the blossoming bird cherry. How long have I been here? Since yesterday, the first day has been going on. You will recover quickly, this is in the order of things. She gave him a reassuring smile. By the way, we must issue medical documents for you, as well as notify your relatives. Tell me your full name, date of birth and place of permanent residence - and for more modesty, she slightly lowered her gaze.
I don't want my parents to find out where I am. They definitely won't like it. I'm afraid that they will take this news hard. I'll contact them myself later. At this time, another nurse looked into the ward, seeing the patient who had woken up, she returned with an IV. Having previously measured the pressure, she connected the IV to the patient and, having asked a colleague to look after the IV, left. There was silence.
The interrupted conversation was resumed by the patient himself: - Amelia, if I tell you my address, it will not give you anything. I'm from far away. The nurse tensed, considering her next behavior - In that case, then how should I address you? As for the name, write me as Adam in the documents. Adam Forest. That's my name. I'm going to be fourteen soon. That's all I can say.

A slight nausea rose in his throat. Gulping, he straightened his head and stared at the ceiling. Headache and bodily pain in the area of wounds made themselves felt and hindered movement. From somewhere in the distance came the howl of a wolf. Unpleasant thoughts visited him, which he ignored, drove them past. He did not think to return to the circumstances of that tragic battle. There is a time for everything. He vividly imagined himself at home, surrounded by his family, a cat caressing at his feet, a forest landscape with flowing waters loomed in his imagination, birds started up and flew around, memories of the game surfaced, passed through the game world, players and tournaments held with them. How nice it would be to imagine how familiar players and acquaintances from local residents visit him, in whose hands sweets and fruits and they will say - arslan14a, We support you in this difficult struggle for our rights, for freedom and equality of all players, for fair games - Here, this is for you, eat to your health and get better soon.

The nurse looking after him, interested in the personality of her patient, noticing a kind and slightly sad smile on his face, silently sympathized with his experiences. After a long lull, his question to the nurse followed - Amelia, tell me if it is possible to cure the traces of wounds? She understood the reason for his next concern. Adam, after the wounds heal, the scars left behind will completely disappear. When you start taking rehabilitation courses, be sure that you will leave the hospital healthy and unharmed.

Then, after a little hesitation, she spoke-Adam. Mmm, you see, I will still need to register your address in the documents. This is a mandatory point. ... Yes, I understand you. Well, if so, then write down the coordinates of my place of birth and permanent residence as follows: The universe, the Milky Way galaxy, the Solar System, planet Earth. Accepting this answer, she showed some amazement, raised her head, calculating something in her mind, and again turned her gaze to him - Hmm, Adam, frankly, I'm at a loss. As I know, parallel to our world there is a game world created by people from that Land. You must be from there. Did I guess correctly? He looked at her curiously and nodded. Further, judging that it would be useful to refrain from further questions in this direction for the time being, she only said - Thank you Adam, you helped me out - and turned the conversation in another direction.

Yes, I almost forgot," she said, "I have to inform you that since all your clothes and shoes have fallen into disrepair, they have been disposed of. After saying this news, she confirmed her words with a convincing nod. Then, with a satisfied look, she fell into a reverie and shifted her gaze somewhere to the side. Immediately returning to him, she said - Well, never mind - with a short soothing gesture waved the fingers of one of the hands folded on the armrest of the chair - Do not be discouraged. The loss is not great. Taking into account that you have no one to turn to here about this, I thought about it and decided to commit to dressing you. I'll buy you clothes, how do you look at it? There's nothing to say. Indeed, he is on this earth as a guest. And with his true appearance, it is impossible to contact someone from the locals with whom he is familiar. Well, you know better - he agreed with her - You are very kind. Thanks... No problem. Doctors would have come to that conclusion anyway. I'll let them know. But first I need to determine the size of your clothes and shoes. As soon as I find the measuring tape, I'll take your measure.

Soon the nurse showed up, the one who put the IV. Going to the bed, she looked at the remaining volume of the solution in the container, looked at the patient affably, transferred her gaze to the monitor screen, on which graphic curves and numbers were displayed in several rows. Surveying them by clicking on the button, she switched the screen mode. After waiting for the entire solution to drain, after finishing the procedure, she collected the accessories for the dropper and left, wishing the patient good night, and to her colleague all the best.

As soon as she came out, he turned to her with a request - Amelia, I need to go to the bathroom. Meeting the question on her face, he added, I apologize for being blunt, I want to pee. Pushing back strands of hair, with a sense of sisterly duty awakened in her, she got up from the armchair, took a toilet vessel from under the bed and, saying "Let me help you," began to serve a patient who could not serve himself. He had no choice but to obey; feeling the touch of her hands, he smiled guiltily. I'm so ashamed to burden you, Amelia. How funny you are . Calm down, there's nothing shameful about it. ... They both understood that this was not a very pleasant side of communication for both of them.
In addition, having established that the bed linen needed to be changed, she went out to pour out the contents of the toilet vessel and returned with another next nurse, and together they changed the sheet, pillowcase, duvet cover. On the patient's desire to quench his thirst, this nurse, folding the laundry, recommended him to be patient. Our patient's name is Adam," Amelia interjected. To which the nurse looked back at her for a second and continued - Adam, you are not supposed to drink now. We will start giving you food and drink this afternoon. Perhaps from the afternoon - she said and, taking the collected laundry with her, left them.

Amelia, still standing nearby, glanced towards the window. Behind the curtains, the predawn twilight seemed to be dimly visible. Going to the window, she slipped her fingers between the curtains and slightly opened them. In front of her, lanterns on poles illuminate the highway, the stop is empty. Soon I will also be forced to leave you, I will be replaced by another nurse - her voice sounded in the ward - I need to measure you. And saying that I would be right back, Amelia left and returned with a cup of water and a bag of cotton wool. Here I brought you quite a bit of water, just don't swallow too much, but rather moisten your dry mouth. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she took out a ball of cotton wool, soaked it in water, brought it to her mouth and slowly squeezed out, to which he, licking the phlegm from his lips with his tongue, made swallowing movements. Pulling out another ball of cotton wool, she moistened it with water again and ran it over his face. That's it, that's enough. Putting down the cup, she took a measuring tape out of her pocket and, as agreed, took his measure, After which she threw the blanket back over him and said - And now I wish you a good sleep, since there are only some hours left when doctors will start making rounds of patients.

Adam followed her advice, mentally blowing kisses. To which Amelia, making an involuntary movement with her hand, rubbed her cheeks. "What was that?" - subtly flashed through her mind and got lost. She got up and sat down in a chair. There, pulling the lever, lowered the back of the chair and, resting her head on the headrest, stretched out comfortably on it.
Falling asleep, Amelia wondered why it happened that their decision to place the victim in this hospital was the right one... Or,.. or maybe when he, the wounded, was given first aid by the residents of Whiteshore, only these moments did not allow him to disappear, not to return to the game world? ... The muscles of her face tensed slightly, her closed eyes narrowed: she was worried by a frightening thought - Could he have died then? because her mind was also preoccupied with the fact that the injuries sustained in the battles in which these players fight in a playful way, once the victim was here, became valid. Yes, there was something special about all this, the explanation of which, as she believed, could only be known to him.

Dione, Europa, Vera revolve around their sun in space, the night darkness passes through these planets, through which the moon and the heavenly light slightly illuminate the relief of the earth's surface, outline the silhouettes of buildings and houses. In a fishing town, cats and cats walk through the streets, a light breeze runs along the river under the arches of both bridges, followed by a small pleasure boat with passengers (players) on board. Players have never ceased to be surprised in Elysium at how the reality of the present organically combines with virtuality.

In the morning, yesterday's nurse appeared, to whom Amelia, after a short conversation, handed over the duty and went to change clothes. In the room where she entered, she met her colleague from the police. He silently nodded to her in greeting and turned to the window, just to look at the busy streets. Thinking about something of her own, she looked at herself in the mirror, rinsed her face and hands under the tap, threw off her uniform and clogs, put them in the closet. Taking out her suit from there, she heard - How are our affairs going? What's new?

Telling a colleague some information about her recent dialogues with the patient and at the same time thinking about upcoming purchases, she put on a blouse, buttoned up, put on trousers, tucked the bottom of the blouse into trousers, which she fastened with a zipper, button and strap. He turned to her from the window as she was putting on her socks.
Slipping her feet into shoes and putting on a jacket, she also instructed him - You should introduce yourself to the patient with the doctor as his assistant. Behave like his assistant, do not engage in unnecessary conversations with the patient. You yourself know that his behavior is impossible to predict.
At the mirror, she touched up her eyelashes, eyebrows, lips, straightened her hair, said goodbye, went down the stairs with her purse in her hand to the floor below, fluttered out into the courtyard, and from there onto the street.

She refused the car keys offered to her by a colleague, as she understood that the trip home and back would take much-needed hours for sleep and rest. Therefore, after shopping, she will prefer to rent an apartment or go to a local hotel. Soon, walking around the trading floor, she studied the assortment of men's clothing and shoes, talked to the saleswoman and chose what she liked.

The curtains on the windows are parted, the sunlight penetrating into the ward has finally awakened the patient from sleep. Without opening his eyes, he listened to incoherent fragments of sounds, quiet rustles and footsteps inside the ward, moved his numb limbs, flexing and unbending his fingers, touched the bandaged wounds, which caused those to respond with pain, making it clear that the ailments had not yet passed, they had only calmed down. But he still felt better. After waiting a little, he opened his eyes, and a nurse came into his field of vision, who was pacing around the ward, doing her own business. During which, distracted by him, she said hello - Good afternoon, Adam! ... Yesterday I was with you in the first postoperative hours... This morning, starting work again, I learn from the nurses that your condition is improving... Now, looking at how you wake up, I am convinced of it myself," she said, glancing at him after she was next to him in the process of moving around the ward. Sitting down in an armchair and crossing her legs, she opened and shifted the magazine from the table to one hand, and with the other, taking a fountain pen, began to fill out. He repeated his observation of her, as in the case of Amelia. He was attracted by the way she twice described a circle in different directions with the toe of her clogs on her dangling leg. She must have been kneading her ankle joint to relieve tension and fatigue, the answer came to his mind. Today you need to be examined," she said in a caring tone, without looking up from the magazine. The diagnostic room is located in another building on the opposite side of the hospital.... Right now I will start preparing you for its passage... When she finished writing, she put the magazine with the fountain pen on the table and changed her position, bringing her legs together. Let me introduce myself, my name is Violetta.

The door of the ward opened, the nurse came out with her patient and closed the door behind her... They walked hand in hand through the corridors of buildings and along the corridors of aboveground galleries, passed by hospital staff and patients, bypassing nurses' posts and wards, past information stands, signs and signs on the walls, until they descended the stairs to the first floor. Approaching the threshold of the diagnostic room, the nurse opened the door, and they went inside... Please lie down on this table. No, no, you don't need to take off your robe, just take off your slippers. There is absolutely nothing to be afraid of: it does not hurt and is not scary. Now the couch will roll into the scanner, where you will have to lie still for a while. So be patient.
After visiting this study, they set off on their way back, already stopping in the galleries to look from both sides at distant and nearby forests and mountains, to look at trees and lawns with herbs and flowers in the yard, inhaling a through stream of air. Standing side by side, they were talking about something among themselves, the content of which can only be guessed. Admiring dragonflies and butterflies, she and he alternately put their hands behind each other's backs, took opposite shoulders or put them on the lower back, and with the other hand they made pointing gestures in the direction of the objects of nature that they were showing. Their figures looked like an integral part of this picturesque entourage. ... Violetta-Violetta, how wonderful we are celebrating our date.
The nurse handed the results to the doctors, and they entered the ward.

The doctors have come, Adam, - seeing two men entering the ward, the nurse informed the patient and got up from the armchair. The nurse curtsied, stepped aside and went to close the balcony door. The doctors and Adam smiled at her joke and greeted each other, and one of the doctors, who looked older than the other, introduced himself and continued the conversation with him further. I operated on you, Adam, and I'm your personal doctor. How are you feeling right now? Thank you, I feel good. Your wounds heal faster than wounds usually heal with such injuries. Obviously, the natural conditions of your planet have endowed your body with such an ability!? The patient nodded and shrugged, saying after him - Maybe. For your information, residents of various galaxies from this part of the universe sometimes turn out to be patients of our hospitals. But it is from the Milky Way galaxy, at least in our hospital, that you are the first to be treated here... And how did you manage to get such injuries?! - he said and without waiting for an answer, he finished his thoughts - Well, okay, let's assume that this won't happen again - and asked the nurse to remove the bandages from his wounds. Judging by the tone of the doctor's speech, the patient immediately noted that the appearance of new galaxies in the Universe with people like them is by no means a surprise to them.
The examining doctor drew the attention of his fellow doctor to the wounds by running his index finger over them - see how the wounds heal... Phenomenal... I think that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow we will remove the stitches, and he will be able to start physical therapy. Then, inserting the tips of the phonendoscope into the ears, the doctor began to apply its head to the surface of the patient's body from front and back, saying - Take deep breaths and exhalations... Okay, now hold your breath... After finishing the examination, the doctors left the ward.

According to the new order of the doctor, the nurse took the patient's blood for analysis, gave medications in tablets and gave him a couple of injections. After that, he was still lying on his stomach, his head tilted to one side on the pillow, and watched the nurse's steps. She probably had enough work for that hour, she was walking around, going out and in. Thinking about the life around him, he remembered the morgue at the hospital, the church and the cemetery lying somewhere there. Longing and sadness. Everything is born, disintegrates and ends its existence, and life, as all living thing know, continues anyway. He addressed her with the words - Violetta, and tell me, where did the name Elysium of your solar system come from and what does this word mean? Elysium? Elysium means Paradise. And Paradise, as we know, is the habitat of the souls of the dead. Elysium - as if our world always bears this name. The name is ancient, I have no idea who came up with this word with such a meaning and called it that. Adam, you're allowed to eat. I'll start feeding you in a couple of hours. Hmm, hmm," he replied, reflecting: Indeed, there are no signs of Paradise in Elysium in this sense of the word. It's just that people tend to invent all sorts of tall tales, insofar as life is full of miracles. And the most prominent place among the wonders is occupied by the human himself , the curiosities of the male and female genders. Suddenly the nurse asked, interrupting his philosophical reflections: - Adam, can I ask a question? Why doesn't your solar system have a name? He swallowed, caught off guard. "What should I tell her," he thought, pausing. After hastily reflecting on this, he confessed to her - I do not know. Then you should come up with a title - she suggested, to which he remained silent, but the proposed inadvertently entered into his thoughts and forced him to go in search of suitable words. Coming up with a title is not an easy task, insofar in his mind, one after another, images of fertile soil, river valleys, flowers and berries, images of fruit trees, insects, animals and birds, and of course people involuntarily appeared. That is, those associations that, it would seem, could be collectively reflected in the desired name. After a few minutes, she spoke again - Adam, did you hear what the doctors were talking about? One of these days you will begin to undergo physical therapy sessions. Agha, I heard. The doctor told me to inform you in advance that you also have a spa treatment planned. From the same second, he willingly switched to comprehending the latest news, leaving the academics themselves with the task of naming an unnamed solar system.

News about the resort began to occupy his thoughts, although it was not in his habit to visit these establishments. He had already begun to imagine himself sunbathing on the sands, but immediately shook off these fantasies. A person should be busy with something, and not indulge in an empty pastime. If only the scars from the wounds would disappear, he was definitely ready to go home. There must be a cat waiting for him. After all, after all, she needs to be fed, and then, in addition to petting, she needs to be taken out often to walk in the grove and bathe her in the stream. Who will do it well, if not he himself.
Adam, don't you notice that there's something missing on the windowsill? What is she talking about? - he thought, turned over on his back and looked at the windows. The afternoon sun moved in an arc along the southern side of the sky, daylight poured through clear transparent glasses. Adam, I'll leave you for a while, she said, and about half an hour later there were already two pots of flowering plants on the windowsill. And next to them, a nurse and a patient, passing a sprayer to each other, sprayed them with water and talked. Take a look at these charming shapes and colors of the petals - showing them, she said and sniffed the air in front of her, moving her nose smoothly to the sides. Ah, what a fragrance. This is the anthurium. And this plant, look, what beautiful fruits, what a beautiful trunk. This is a ficus tree. Cutie. Fruits can be eaten - she plucked one and gave it to him - try it, it's vitamin fruits. Taking the fruit with his fingers, he brought it to his mouth and, gradually biting the skin and pulp, felt an exotic juicy taste. Then, chewing and rubbing the disintegrating pieces in his mouth with his tongue, he ate the whole fruit sequentially. You can even eat them all, they grow overnight," she said, tapping her finger on the rounded fruits, and they swayed. That is, how? Just like that. Although some plants with such names were known to him, it was these plants that he had never seen. One plant is woody, the other is herbaceous, and each of them was distinguished by the beauty of the addition. And where in your country do such plants grow? Are these overseas plants? Oh, no, no, these are ordinary breeding plants grown by flower growers. Why didn't I see them at the flower shop? So you looked in at the wrong time. Such plants are not often put up for sale.

The realization of himself next to her gave him a feeling of lightness of being. Feelings of curiosity played on his face. While she was looking at the flowers, he was looking at her, at this young girl a little older than him, who had entered the heyday, who was ahead of him in development for an unknown number of years. He was making guesses, trying to understand what she was like then at his age and how she then experienced the process of growing up that he is now going through. And love? When did her interest in the opposite sex awaken and what caused it? He suddenly smiled shyly. There is from what. Her breasts bulged under her clothes. What he further thought to reproduce in words is not easy. Well, it's not worth talking about, we won't go into details.

Left to himself away from his home, when the parental reins weakened, when they could not catch him at an innocent occupation - communicating with a girl, where he himself had to make serious decisions, he got a reason to behave more relaxed. The age difference did not prevent their mutual understanding. It's nice to communicate on equal terms.
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Below are the documentary events taking place a little later


In the late afternoon, a conversation was going on in one of the cars in the parking lot. ...We have informed the police of all planets about the incident in Whiteshore. Government officials stirred. They are afraid that military actions from there may spread to our lands. So it looks like we can't count on a full investigation. Why is that? Our competence Amelia is no longer the same. In all likelihood, special services will be involved instead of us.
Amelia was lost in her thoughts, as was he, who, while negotiating with her, little by little looked at her in the mirror.
Nevertheless, now we will still move forward with what we have achieved. Okay, let's see what we have. The doctor and I examined him. His internal organs are completing regeneration, wounds are healing. The doctor prescribed physiotherapy courses followed by treatment at the resort. So let's hope that his return home will be delayed for many days. And now, Amelia, attention. You need to find out why and how it turned out that the gunshot wounds they received forced them to move from one world to another. This, in fact, is what we are interested in... He took a deep breath and paused. Well, what else... Ahh, yes, here's another thing. For a variety of leisure time, here are drawing tools for you," he handed her a bulky briefcase from the front seat in front of her, adding: "I do not recommend giving him books, otherwise they will distract his attention from you. She picked up briefcase and slung the strap over her shoulder. He looked at her appraisingly, then suggested - Amelia, maybe we should both talk to him? After all, in the end he still survived and is recovering. Including thanks to us. No"-Amelia shook her head-"I don't think he needs to be bothered with interrogations. A formal conversation will only hurt. I can find out everything we need by myself. Better tell our people to delay the actions of the authorities. Talk to them, explain. In addition, let them impose a ban on the dissemination of information about everything related to this case. Amelia, our task is extremely complicated by the lack of time. You need to change your duty schedule with your nurse partner. The working day is longer than the night of sleep. Spend time with him until midnight, someone will look after him, and you go to rest until morning. She nodded in agreement. Okay, I'm going on duty. The right rear door opened, she picked up the shopping bags that were sitting next to her on the seat, getting ready to get out. He detained her. Amelia, listen, and maybe, as long as you have the opportunity to communicate with him, you will stay in the hospital day and night? I'll think about it," she said and, getting up from her seat, left the salon, closing the door behind her.

Amelia opened the door a crack and looked through the crack first noticed a bucket standing on the floor nearby, and a mop for washing floors, leaning the top of the handle against the wall. Behind that, she saw a trolley and a nurse in overalls walking around the room doing wet cleaning and disinfection. On a bed with a raised headboard, a sedentary patient scooped soup from a plate with a spoon and ate. He was already finishing eating, drinking milk from a glass, wiping his lips with a napkin, after which the nurse sitting next to him took the tray and carried it to the exit, where, approaching the door, she noticed Amelia peeping at them. Going out into the corridor and closing the door behind her, she greeted her, and they talked.

Violetta took the tray to the kitchen and returned. Now he has eaten some soup, and tomorrow he will switch to a more varied diet, she said and gave advice. He started getting up and moving around on his own. It's time to start active rest. Go out for walks with him, we will consider this the beginning of therapeutic practice. Violetta opened the door and Amelia followed her. The next second, the patient lying under the blanket, watching the sunbeams on the ceiling, turned his gaze to the nurses who entered, one of whom was talking to the other: - As soon as the physiotherapy session begins, gymnastics, swimming, massage will be included here. Information about which physiotherapy sessions he will undergo is contained in the journal. Listening to her, Amelia nodded hello to the patient. The main thing is not to forget that after surgery, even with wound healing, any activity should be performed with a moderate load. Going to the table, Violetta showed a miniature cup with a lid: - There are pills in it. He should take them before going to bed. After receiving an understanding nod from her, she turned to the patient - Adam, this concludes my work with you. You are now left in Amelia's care. She will also accompany you to the resorts until your full recovery.

Embarrassment flashed across the patient's face. He raised himself up at the head of the bed, putting a pillow under his back, looked at her and addressed her: - It was nice to meet you. It's a pity that our short meeting ends so soon. He held out his hand to her with silent gratitude and she shook it. I guess we'll see each other again," he said after shaking hands. I will be glad, she replied, and before leaving the ward, she turned to Amelia again - His wounds were treated, bandages were replaced. Today he will be put on a drip again. And tomorrow , after the stitches are removed from him , take him to the shower and help him wash . Violeta's words were tested by practice: after the operation of such wounds, patients for the time being experience tightness in movements due to the tightness of the skin in the area of scars, which did not allow them to perform any actions required for that. All the best to you! waving to both of them, she left.

Adam, I brought you clothes and shoes, both casual and for wearing in the hospital - Amelia spoke, putting the bags next to the table with the armchair. Then she pulled forward a briefcase hanging from the side behind her and tapped it with her finger - I also bought a set of tools for the artist. From time to time I do drawing and I thought that maybe you draw too, or you wouldn't mind drawing with me anyway. Clicking the lock, she sat down on the bed and opened the flap, attracting him to familiarize himself with its contents. She alternately took out and examined with him an album, a folder with papers, cases with colored and graphite pencils, sharpeners and erasers until a nurse they knew came into the ward with an IV interrupted them and they had to pack these things back into their briefcase as soon as possible. Amelia, the doctors are holding a meeting in the chief physician's office - she said as she went to them - I was told to tell you to come immediately. Amelia went out. The nurse began to put on an IV. Adam took the opportunity to talk to her. Excuse me, may I ask your name? Ksenia - she smiled at him. Ksenia - he said her name out loud looking at her. Ksenia and you don't know why you have a grand piano in the hall. So that someone will please us with music... After putting the IV on, the nurse sat down in a chair and asked - Were you and Amelia going to draw? Not yet. She was just showing albums and pencils until you showed up... I prefer to take my time. Drawing, like any creative work, needs an approach. "Approach"? Yes. To begin with, something is carefully thought out so that it can then be embodied in a drawing. Ksenia, do you live in this city? Yes. And were probably born here? Yes. I thought so... ... She listened and talked, looking at him, then at her hands, at her painted nails. What prompted Adam to express the following urgent thought - Have you ever decorated your nails with patterns or, say, images of flowers? No - she shook her head to the sides. Try it will look very nice. If I had a sample with me, I would also show you what color of lipstick in my opinion would suit you. Adam's conversation amused her, and most importantly, the expression of his words was sincere.

Amelia, tomorrow morning we will remove Adam's stitches and from now on you will switch to free mode. When you see fit, go to the resort. Hotels and bungalows are booked for you. We have notified the staff, they are waiting for you. Which type of transport you will go by bus or taxi, choose for yourself.
I highly recommend combining therapeutic procedures with cultural leisure. Go on a tour of our attractions, a visit to the exhibition or theater will be in favor. Identify something in his taste. In a word, realize your fantasies together. Good luck to you.
And now experienced doctors will familiarize you with the upcoming work, conduct a master class on massage, gymnastics, swimming. There is nothing complicated in these types of treatment. They are familiar to everyone, you will cope.

When Amelia and two doctors moved into the next room, a detective in a doctor's robe, who was present among the remaining doctors, asked a question: - Doctor, how can you explain his survival rate?
I expected you to ask about this. Well, first of all, it should be noted that the ambulance to the victim, provided by people who were next to him at those moments of his clinical death, gave him a chance for survival. Along with this, the subsequent resuscitation and surgical intervention, as well as donor assistance provided to him at the stage of the operation, brought him back to life. In turn, the alien organism of the survivor, presumably, did not disappoint either. Perhaps the novelty of the surrounding atmosphere played into the hands, there must be something else that we do not know.
From all this, I am impressed by the extraordinary speed of healing of the body's cells. Healing blood circulates through his veins providing such acceleration. In essence, a scientific discovery took place: the blood mutated, a day passed and we see its results. However, we do not know what else such a phenomenon can represent, how it will manifest itself. I do not undertake to build versions on this score. Besides, he's recovering and will be coming home soon. What his return may turn out to be is unknown. Still, as we know, blood has the property of being renewed, so I think that the composition of his blood will return to its previous state. Maybe. Everything can be. The Doctor scratched his forehead thoughtfully.

Doctor, could the mutation have occurred at the DNA level?
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Below are the documentary events taking place a little later

They are walking in the courtyard of the hospital. I see that your settlements have a long-standing century-old architecture. They are familiar to me," he said and circled the panorama of the city with his hand, "These stone bridges, houses are made in a conservative style. And he asked - But why don't you have multi-storey buildings after all? She batted her eyelashes, not understanding what he was talking about. On our Land, multi-storey buildings and skyscrapers are being built in cities. She batted her eyelashes again. Our multi-storey buildings are much taller than yours, and skyscrapers are buildings of very high construction," he explained, "much taller than St. Gabriel's Cathedral in the City of Angels. She shrugged her shoulders and replied: - this is the first time I've heard of such large buildings.
Then he wanted to exclaim - How is it that the people of your civilization have never seen another life! After all, according to the ideas of their earthlings, local urban architecture can be represented as if it stopped on the path of its development. But he immediately cooled down, knowing that the world of the universe is open to them, knowing that their historical experience, numbering billions of years, is incomparably huge.
He came to the inevitable conclusion that their level of development should be judged differently.

Look, there's a bird in the nest. There she is," he pointed with his hand to the nearest bush, whose branches and leaves did not grow thickly. She looked in the direction of his hand, searched with her eyes. Let's get closer," he said, and they went. On the way to the bush, she saw a bird and, leaning over to Adam, said - What a sharp eye you have, - then put her finger to her lips, calling for silence.
They stopped and bent down in front of a bush, which made the bird worried, chirped and, unable to resist, left the nest and began jumping on the branches. And so, standing on bent knees, squatting and slightly rising, turning the trunk to the left, to the right, retracting and stretching their flexible necks, the uninvited guests watched this dissatisfied bird. He found a clear resemblance, which further helped him to be convinced of it by the voice. Amelia! - he called out to her, lowering the volume of his voice. Mmm! - nearby she responded - What? Meet this bird! This is a bird of the warbler family, called the Lesser Whitefly. I do not know if it is a man or a woman, since their spouses are the same in appearance. I say this because I have seen exactly the same birds on my Land, how they take turns hatching eggs, how they feed their chicks. Amelia, look carefully inside the nest. See, now the female has laid three eggs. Soon they should be followed by two or even four more eggs. Amelia exclaimed in a long, not too loud clear voice-Oh-oh! That's how much! Wow, how much you know about them! Yes, perhaps you can't argue with that, he thought and stared at her: - And where do you live, Amelia, where is your nest?

They looked into each other's faces, straightened up and walked on, thoughtful, unhurried. Well, let me tell you about myself. My parents used to live in the village of Windsor," she began, and he immediately asked - Where is this village located? This village does not exist now. She was there," she pointed a little to the left of the western side of the mainland island. But I was born in this village, lived for a while until my parents decided to move to the planet Dione. In those years, this village was turned into a space port. How interesting! - his insignificant knowledge of this story surfaced in his memory. How old were you when you moved? Stopping on the way, she turned to him and raised all her fingers-Here!
They moved on. I studied at this rural school until the fifth grade. After moving, I continued my studies, then entered college. Study to be a nurse? Yes. After graduation, I flew here for an internship. Now I'm working and thinking about studying to be a doctor. I'm already getting ready. I'll work as a nurse for another year and I'll enroll. And where are you going to study? At the local university. Let's sit on that bench over there," she said, and they moved towards her in silence.
Approaching the bench, they sat on the seat half-turned to each other. And then what? As an option, I will return to my parents and work there. Maybe later I'll persuade my parents to come back here. She was forced to take a long pause, thinking about something to herself. I'm not the only one who was born to my parents," she continued. I have younger brothers and sisters. In the village of Windsor, a brother and one sister were born after me, the other three - two brothers and a sister - were born on Dion. And these two older relatives who were born after you, where are they studying now? Or are they working? They both went to study in other galaxies, not far from ours. They study at universities. And who are they studying for? My younger brother is studying to be a planetary scientist, and a little younger than him, my sister is studying to be an ecologist doctor. Amelia, seeing his charmed face, smiled: listening to her, Adam indulged in dreams. Looking at him, without ceasing to smile, she said - It is necessary to take into account that the nature of the solar systems of these galaxies is somewhat different. Thus, the knowledge taught differs from ours. Adam, I'm already starting to wonder where you're going to study? You're probably finishing school. If you want, you can live and study in our part of the universe. What she imagined touched her, ignited her, she laughed joyfully, leaned over and kissed him, smacking her lips not far from his lips.
Had she fallen in love? Trying not to show it too, he outwardly behaved well.
Everything she told him was true, except that readers already know.

At the same minute after the kiss, a swirling flock of pigeons landed from the sky and began to feed. Both interlocutors, sitting on a bench, were distracted by the birds that had arrived. In this flock of pigeons, pigeons were noticeable, striving to be together. The interlocutors began to peer into the behavior of the birds, listening to their mood towards each other.

Amelia, you still haven't answered where your house is located," he spoke after a while. Oh, yes, I forgot to tell you that I live in Seagull Town - she replied how immediately this city was vividly displayed in his imagination, represented by a dozen houses rising on a hill near the sea coast. Seagulls are flying, waves are splashing...
At those moments, she said - this town is located on the eastern coast of the neighboring mainland - and continued - my home is in it. The town is quite small, cozy. With a sea view. You must have been there.
Yes. A beautiful terrain, I'll tell you. It is interesting to watch the birds there, and it is also interesting to look at the sea from there.

Adam, I talk all about myself, but I know almost nothing about you - he suddenly heard. Can I find out what you do, how you spend your time?
He thought about it for a while and said, "Amelia, I think first I need to give you information about our planet, then you will have a more holistic view. Amelia immediately agreed.

They sat down comfortably again, half turned to each other.
Amelia, you know about the location of the planet Earth. To that information, I should add a little bit of this. In our solar system, planet Earth is part of a group of planets that bear the names of Greek and Roman gods and goddesses. The names Mercury, Venus, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune are certainly known to you. Amelia's face lit up with a smile of amazement. (It's nice to see that.) I have listed these names in order of the distance of the planets from the sun. The planet Earth occupies the third position in their row, the position between Venus and Mars. Amelia, listening to him, exclaimed - What a beauty!

Amelia, you're fascinated by our solar system, I see. And correctly. If you ever have a desire to fly to visit, you are welcome. The route leading to the Milky Way galaxy, in which our solar system is located, lies through clusters of galaxies of different sizes, collectively located in the largest - in the complex of superclusters of Fish-Whale.

Now let's take a look at my house. On the planet Earth, six continents stand out over the expanses of water. I live on one of them, somewhere in the wilderness, in an area somewhat similar to the local landscapes of Europe, to the landscapes of the planet Vera and the planet Dione. Only with the difference that there are no oceans and seas nearby, but there are many rivers and lakes. This area is mountainous, wooded, with vast plains, known most of all for the contrast of the climate. Winter frost and Alpine mountains, summer warmth and a desert scorched by the sun, there is enough of everything there. Similarly, the seasons of autumn and spring manifest themselves in their entirety at their own time. In general, you will be provided with a variety of weather causing different impressions.

There rivers flow down from the mountains to the plains, forming islands and channels, near which our house is located. (Mentally he was already there) According to the calendar, it's summer now. I work in the garden, helping my parents take care of fruits and vegetables. I am happy to irrigate them with water, sprinkling of which is a fun activity for me. Everyone gets wet, including me and my cat. At home , we also grow all sorts of plants in vases . Only they are decorative. Of these, my plants are violets, crocuses, freesias. Cat plants - aloe, cacti, tulip.

With the same pleasure I listen to the chirping and trilling of birds, indulge in their study. Amelia, I'm doing nature research where I live. I have already collected material from photographs and videos about various species of birds, plants and insects. From them I am preparing an atlas, for which, in addition to explanatory texts, I compose stories and poems. Nature deserves it. I will immediately say that this work is joined by another event in time. Completing my school studies, with this work I pay tribute to literacy (writing and reading) and enlightenment.

Amelia listened to his outlandish speech with all her ears, looking at his somewhat darkish face like a Southerner, looking at his sensual speaking mouth under a straight nose, at his slightly narrow eyes with brown irises, at his open forehead and slightly disheveled dark hair parted sideways.

It goes without saying that at some hours I go for a walk on the Internet, for example, to play a game. Well, the one that is broadcast on the screens of your cinemas. By the way, it is through virtual games that we find ourselves here. This possibility is realized by virtualizing the body, and it turns out by intuition, that is, subconsciously. As well as the subsequent transition of an organism from a virtual state to a real one and back, the same morphing is carried out by us in your real world.

To understand what this means for us, I'll tell you this. Our spaceships are unsuitable for long-distance flights, because space technology is at the beginning of its growth. From this it is clear that virtual technologies have outstripped other ways of accessing the cosmic universe. And we are the pioneers, discovered and paved this way.

Immediately she asked with increased interest - Adam, ask you, tell me in more detail about this game, about this game world in which you players hold tournaments. How could the game world even appear on our planets?

He thought again for a while. The object of attention that aroused her interest occupied him no less. But how else!? For the population of Elysium, the appearance of the game world became an event and affected the course of their lives: game tournaments through cinema entered positively into their cultural life and at the same time complicated it with anomalies. Although the population also finds its benefits in this. ... And now about the main thing. He guessed that these films, the content of which was getting poorer and boring, were becoming incomprehensible to local moviegoers, well, his appearance in the hospital could even more arouse suspicion of everything related to this game world. This made it clear that he would have to give an explanation on this matter as well. Because these suspicions could cause them to make negative judgments not only in relation to the players (to ordinary ones) and to the game world, but also to alert them to the entire humanity of the planet Earth.

Adam, apart from what I saw on the movie screen, I don't know anything else," she reminded him of herself and concocted a gentle smile. It's nice to see an expression of attentive curiosity on her face. So be it. He did not refuse her and nodded. You see, Amelia, the very origin of this game is mysterious to us. Also mysterious is the origin of its name similar to the name of your solar system and mysterious is its formation on your planets in the universe. In other words, somehow it so happened that the developers of this game, for some inexplicable reasons, unknowingly came up with a game by modeling game worlds similar to the worlds of your planets and gave the game a name in the combination of words which includes the name of your solar system. And then, these game worlds, too, for some unknown reason, were located in the Universe on the planets of your solar system. He took a pause to follow how she comprehends this information, which is not difficult to understand, but it is also not difficult to get confused. I see my task to solve this mystery. Just like that, nothing happens in the world - there is a reason for everything. I'm looking for something that could give me an answer to what happened, I'm looking for an explanation for these fait accompli facts.

At the same time, he thought to himself that all those players who, when getting acquainted with the world of Elysium, were convinced of what had happened, were probably thinking about it and searching for information, and the population of Elysium was certainly more interested in identifying the causes. Not so long ago, in the local newspaper, he read the news (from Marius), it seems, about this. He's going to meet him, hoping to find out something from him.

Adam, I've heard so many interesting things today. You gave me pleasure.
Amelia, I'll tell you something else. Playing this game, we never expected to see real alien life until I undertook to artistically describe it in a novel. In general, it turns out that in the process of executing the description, the real life of the solar system Elysium was revealed to us. Since then, this process is now broadcast live, directly visible in real time. By the way, what we are saying now is transmitted to the written text, respectively, opens to the reader's eye.
Digesting this information, she was beside herself with surprise, carefully raising her eyes, began to look around the sky, curiously expecting to see the reader's gaze. Tell me, does the reader see me? Yes, of course. Only the reader sees what is available for reading.
She thought - How is this possible!? Absolutely unbelievable. Adam, you intrigue me. In your teenage years, few people pay attention to literary creativity. The muses favor you. Amelia, you're so kind. It's just that I'm learning to write and I'm trying very hard.

Fragments of text from the book "The Ring of Elysium".

To be continued...

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