Выпуск 21. Михаил Судаков

body, began to recover after spatial displacement. The man immediately felt a wild aching headache. Overcoming the pain, the astronaut looked at Terry Taylor sitting next to him. He was unconscious. Igor shook his shoulder and muttered with difficulty.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Terry, Terry, wake up.

      A severe aching headache gave no peace. Writhing from excruciating sensations, the astronaut continued to wake Terry. He raised his voice and tried to bring the captain to life.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Terry, Terry, wake up!

      The man turned back and examined the crew. All of them were fastened to their seats, but were in an unconscious state, their limbs were floating in the air. The aching headache began to subside, which gave Igor the opportunity to orient and concentrate. He examined aerobatic instruments and shuttle controls: they were de-energized. The astronaut touched the screens and monitors, but they didn’t show activation signs. His gaze periodically fell on a multicolored planet, which with each appearance in the frontal window became larger and sharper. Igor once again patted Terry's shoulder and said loudly.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Terry! Terry, wake up! Fuck!

      Terry remained unconscious. The astronaut heard a moaning female voice. He immediately turned around and saw Anastasia, who woke up and was touching her head with her hands and was groaning in pain.

      ANASTASIA GRADECKAYA

      – Oh, my gosh, my head is going to explode.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Nastya, be patient, the pain will soon pass.

      Nastya muttered plaintively and inaudibly aloud. She lowered her hands and saw Igor Vladimirovich peeking from his chair.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Hold on, my dear, it'll pass.

      Anastasia was twisting with pain and was looking around.

      ANASTASIA GRADECKAYA

      – Igor, what happened to us and why is our shuttle rotating so fast?

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – This is what I’m trying to find out, but first we need to restore the ship’s power supply. How are you, honey?

      ANASTASIA GRADECKAYA

      – Much better now, the pain subsides.

      Igor Vladimirovich turned to Anastasia.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Nastya, listen to me, we don’t have time to bring our team to life. I tried to wake Terry, but all in vain, so we will deal on our own.

      ANASTASIA GRADECKAYA

      – Okay, I understand. What do I have to do?

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – You have to unfasten Terry and move him to his place. Then you will take the place of the second pilot, and I will fly to the power unit. The fuses may have tripped and the ship has been disconnected.

      ANASTASIA GRADECKAYA

      – I will do this.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Good girl.

      Igor unfastened himself from the chair and flew up to the bag with the inscription FilPC. He took the device from the case and launched an operating system on it. The computer booted up and the intelligent assistant appeared on the screen.

      FilPC

      – Hello, Igor. How can I help you?

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Hi, FilPC, I need you to light my way to the power unit of our shuttle.

      FilPC

      – Have you got any problems?

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Yes, our shuttle is de-energized, it is rotating around its axis and, according to my calculations, if we don’t establish energy supply, we will crash into one of the planets with great speed.

      The furry animal immediately changed into a military uniform.

      FilPC

      – If our shuttle is de-energized, I think the fuses of our reactor have tripped, and perhaps, we should start by checking the power unit.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Yes, I thought about that too, so make a track.

      FilPC

      – Right.

      A shuttle map appeared on the screen of the monoblock, indicating the location of the power unit. Igor drew attention to Anastasi. She was moving the unconscious commander of the ship. His body was floating in zero gravity.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Anastasia, we are gone.

      ANASTASIA GRADECKAYA

      – Good.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – You will succeed.

      He winked at Anastasia, she answered him with a smile. Nastya didn’t hesitate. She put Terry in her specialist chair and fastened him with straps. After making sure that he was securely fastened, she secured herself with belts on the second pilot’s place and was waiting for Igor Vladimirovich. In the frontal panoramic porthole, she was watching the alternating appearance of the star «Alpha Centauri S» and the multicolored planet, getting larger and larger with each turn.

      Together with FilPC, illuminating the corridors and decks of the shuttle, Igor moved to the power unit. They flew into the dark transition between levels and moved down all the way. Having flown to the first level, they continued to move through the corridors until FilPC lit a massive door with a painted sign of radiative chemical hazard.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Well done, FilPC!

      FilPC

      – I'm happy to help you. I was created for this.

      Igor examined the de-energized door control panel and tried to open it manually. He pulled the handle, but the door didn’t give in.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – I can’t open it manually, FilPC. Can you do anything?

      Having flown up to the door control panel, FilPC pulled wires from its housing and connected them to the panel.

      FilPC

      – Let's see.

      In less than a minute the astronaut and the intellectual assistant opened the door and flew into a small room. In the foreground they saw an inactive control panel, which had to monitor the state of an atomic reactor. An atomic reactor was in the background. It was in a protected radiative capsule filled with coolant. Thick insulating wires came from the capsule and they were connected to the control panel. Igor put his hand onto the dashboard scanner, but the scanner didn’t respond.

      IGOR VLADIMIROVICH

      – Everything seems to be out of order. To be honest, I'm confused. So how do we start the reactor now? Any suggestions, FilPC?

      FilPC

      – It’s good that you’ve got me.

      The furry animal instantly changed its military overalls to jeans and a plaid shirt. A small suitcase appeared in its hands. An intelligent assistant flew up to the control panel. Wires came out of its case and it easily connected to the panel.

      FilPC

      – Let's see what happened to our shuttle.

      He directed part of his energy to the panel, went into its system files and ran diagnostics in order to troubleshoot.

      FilPC

      – Yes, indeed, the fuses in the reactor and throughout the ship tripped. After starting all the systems, I will carry out a complete diagnosis and can tell