Book-8. Diplomatic corps novella

He complied with the request, and the new wave of nausea exploded in it, but, barf, it was nothing.

«We need to take another sample of the seventh, the last.» – With these words began to twirl alien chair in which he sat Dima on its axis, causing the boy nausea. And it succeeded. Finally, the seventh and the last sample was taken.

Selected samples from the trough, a long glass tube with a rubber bulb on the end, she placed each one in a separate tube. The tubes were carefully installed in the cradle. Then, set in a wall safe with flashing colored lights buttons. When this was done, the woman quickly said something to the commander. He went into the oval door and returned with a faceted glass of vodka in half the capacity of the glass. It showed that goblet Dima and he nodded his head, exhausted procedure weakened, firmly resolved not to drink anything else. But sparkling clear water in Charcot, mildly pleasant smelling moisture, forced to drink it to the dregs. And lo and behold, it was exactly the one he saw then with his mother, at the show, just harder to taste.

«Drink as you can.» – Said a woman, but the boy mastered only these three goblets and no longer could.

«Is it possible tomorrow?» – He asked.

«No, but if you want to contact us, we will give you the code. Thee it just needs to remember and repeat, we will come to your» SOS «always.»

The woman spoke with a very gentle boy. The commander was strict. He stopped her and overpowered, but she went on:

«We promised to show you your destiny. Would you like to look at who you should marry?»

«I want to. Clementine, right?»

The woman did not answer, flitting among the episodes of the future face appeared on the screen adult girl with two pigtails and a smile, a friendly and gentle.