Book-7. Edem, novella. V. Speys

instructor of martial arts, your mentor, and you have the commander on all matters to address him. Now it is for you commander for the duration of training.

      – Say, background Fiers, and this warden Kecho at what time put in charge to us? – Peter could not resist not to be ironic. At that, without paying any attention to Peter von Fiers continued: – He will teach you all that you need to know. And most importantly, how to stay safe and sound, or in other words, how to protect your body and your mind in the fighting with serenity.

      Kecho intervened: – Can you call me that, Sir coach. I’ll call you by name and the “you”. Remember, you will need to contact me, Mr. trainer and only to “you.” Remember, for not obeying, bickering, no knowledge of the lesson – the cooler. And what is the lock – up will know when you get there, you advance to frighten the lock – up will not. Do you understand?! It is clear! – Peter replied. – But what scares me more is not your lock- up, and your bad manners, sir.

      – No sir, but Mr. Coach! And are you telling me? – Kecho asked indignantly. He waved his hand and Peter, as if struck by lightning on the back. Sobinov then felt another blow to the stomach, from which the breath away. From this blow Peter bent down and immediately grabbed another blow to the neck, which was accompanied by abundant rain from his eyes sparkling in sparks. Kecho while standing at a distance of five meters from Sobinova and slid a hand, producing intricate movements: – Therefore, all I’ll have to teach you idiots. And now, you, – he pointed a finger at Krazimova – Take this bag of garbage – he nodded toward Peter – and follow me! – He rushed past a surprised Leonidas and writhing from the unbearable pain of Peter. – I’ll show you to your rooms, where you will live. Leonid picked up Peter and the one moaning, leaning on his friend’s shoulder, followed by a near Krazimov to trace rapidly receding Kecho. At this time, silently watching everything going on background Fiers turned abruptly and left the room.

      Kecho on the go, hurriedly explained the rules of behavior in the school and schedule:

      Lift- six in the morning! Procedures…

      He was a long corridor with many doors. The corridor ended deadlock. Right and left side, opposite to each other are arranged two doors.

      – This is your room. There is everything you need for an overnight stay. Rooms are given to you each separately, in order to avoid communication. Specificity of training is individual and each will receive a share of knowledge. That there was no distortion in communication, you will live separately. Do you understand?!

      – Yes, sir Coach! – Chorused friends.

      Well, for today. Relax! Tomorrow at seven in the morning, waiting for you in the hall! – With these words Kecho suddenly disappeared. As he succeeded, Leonid did not notice because I was busy with a friend who is very ill back.

      – You help me. – Peter prayed.

      – What are you talking, of course! – Leonid readily responded and supporting each other, dragged him into the room, which was located on the left side of their movement. On a wooden bed had fresh bed. The room is warm and smelled fresh and ozone. Standard room immediately struck by friends. Leonid not help but notice:

      – They sketched, perhaps, from our hostel in rehab?

      – Oh- ho- ho, or a nursing home. – I tried to make a joke Peter through the pain. – You know Leon, I is not up to at a party.

      – You know, Petrushka, I think I can help you, heal.

      – Are you kidding me? – Grimacing in pain, replied Peter.

      – Not at all. And listen to what needs to be done.

      Peter slowly and with difficulty down to the edge of the bed.

      – Here I sit, and like nothing hurts.

      That’s right. But you have this jerk Kecho, contact was not. – Philosophically Krazimov.

      Yes, of course not. But the pain is real, as if the weights whacked me on the spine and neck.

      – So you have to forget the pain.

      – How is it?

      – Just go and forget the pain. Well, for one, do not have it and that’s it.

      – How is that?

      – And just like that, then there is no injury, there is a suggestion in the distance.

      Yes, there is no injury. – Peter concentration began to think that there is no pain. And a fragment of the imagination was floated in memory in two ways. Suddenly, he felt that the pain was gone. He quickly jumped up and said happily:

      – You, Leon, right! No sense of pain. Very strange it all is that it generally was. – The memory returned his recent sufferings and immediately Sobinova pierced sharp cramps in his back. – Oh- oh- oh! – He grabbed his waist. Down on the bed, face contorted grimace of pain.

      – What am I saying, forget the pain she’s gone. – Urged the Leonidas. Peter jumped up again and have already firmly decided not to think about incidents. And the pain for quite left him.

      After checking in recovery friend Leonid hurried off to her.

      When Leonid went into his room, his astonishment knew no bounds. The room was furnished exactly in exactly as in the rehabilitation center. The same furniture. The same chair and wardrobe. At the coffee table nailed to the wall bookshelf with books on it. I thought: “I am confident that the selection of books is the same!” – And he came closer with curiosity to see the volume. Was striking that adventure Eulenspiegel, here near Dumas’ The Three Musketeers “and” Twenty Years Later. “And here is the famous “Twelve Chairs” and Bulgakov’s “Master and Margarita”. Leonid sadly turned away from books, automatically looked out the window. There, oh, this cannot be a familiar landscape is exactly the same as the window of the rehabilitation center. Is seen adjacent to the windows of the park. In the rays of afternoon sun blooms spring leaves. Leonid instinctively glanced at the clock that ticked rhythmically on the wall, there was already 14- 00. Well, if there reigns a familiar environment, that is, the need to collect your thoughts and think about all the good. Understand what happened, good deal of thought to do next? With that in mind, he went into the bathroom. For a long time, there was splashing, washing off the raid today and the unpleasant impression of the meeting with the coach Kecho. Water, miraculously calmed completely shattered, despite a good exposure, the nervous system. And with the reassurance came clarity of thought and reason. The clock hands are showing 16- 00, when Leonid sat down in a chair under a bookshelf. With the book in hand, with his favorite piece Adventures of Eulenspiegel. “But he did not read. Contents and actions of the main character seemed so naive at times to primitivism stupid that he soon closed it and put it in place. Then took Dumas’ Twenty Years Later. “Here the character’s act in a coordinated and targeted, reaching its intended target with confidence and in some cases even before the senseless folly. Not so with Peter, they have no reason to act. Yeah, and what they hope for? After all, out of this world do not. But He, Leonidas, and found himself in such a situation is not to lay down their arms and desperately trying not to act in an attempt to find a way out. Vedas Two- Face in the clutches of the World, from which all seemed to be no escape, he still managed to get out in one piece. And there he was alone. Here his friend’s shoulder, his support and participation will help to sort out joint actions in the hidden situation and take action. This latency is due to unknown obstacles and uncertainty dictate their terms to the action. And Leonid decides to sort things out, namely, put all the items where they were? whom serve? Who is the real background Fiers and to whom does it serve? Who is the scientist Theo and who he is here on Earth? And many, many questions that will arise in the course of their stay with Peter this world, as well as the individual Kecho Range States and who they really are? And, to understand with all this incomprehensible jumble of community, and that the community is behind it, it will be possible to draw some conclusions and a decision