Book-7. Edem, novella. V. Speys

and undeniable threat of solitary confinement, in case of disobedience. Leonid, of course, was not afraid of threats, especially from the questionable coach. But in the current situation worth behave cautiously and prudently. He went to the kitchen. There, Leonid found a set of several varieties of coffee. And even in the refrigerator find fresh milk, which astonished him. Location here in the transcendent world, milk. He opened a plastic bottle, filled his glass, took a sip. The milk was fresh- tasting and smelling herbs. Fresh bread on the table sliced cakes and groin. Amazing service hit a neat and tidy, but a sense of suspense did not leave him. In the end, Leonid, following the folk wisdom “sleep on it”, came out from the kitchen into the room. And soon in bed, after having got the alarm exactly at six in the morning.

      In the morning, at six, Leonid jumped out of bed at the sound of frantic alarm. At first could not understand where he is. Very much not like to go back to reality. But, memory inexorably and steadily regained its offensive in the coming days. Finally, he figured out where they are, what with him, so, hurry, there was no point. Gym was Vkontse corridor and five minutes is more than covered that distance. But communion with Peter, it was a pressing issue, especially after the categorical prohibition Kecho, threatened to lock- in the case of disobedience. Depressed by the actual state of things, Leonid, put on his tracksuit. Wearing a suit, he decided to go to Peter in his room, but only after the usual morning routines that occupy no more than twenty- five minutes in the morning. And here he is at the door leading to another room. He firmly grasped the handle front door, immediately metallic voice was broadcast:

      – Attention! Trying to break! Do you still have two more attempts! After that you will be used to measure – the cooler!

      Automatic voice like clockwork, repeating the same thing without interruption. And only when Leonid away from the door, he turned off.

      Hands of the clock slowly crept to the figure 6- 55, to the point where he and Peter will come out at the same time and will go a long corridor, and that’s when he can, Leonid, talk, finally, on the other. But all was not as planned, Leonid. As soon as he and Peter went out of their rooms between them, like a mushroom- ball, rose Kecho.

      – Greetings, new recruits! – He spat sarcastically. – What, no waiting! – And not having to say the response word, rattled patter: – You have the room first – so he called Leonid – remained in reserve two more attempts to break the rules set by me, followed by a two- week solitary confinement. I dare say that the trial solitary confinement is included in our program, with the only difference being that the program will hold each of you out there without food and eating exactly one month, it will be only when I teach you the techniques of how to survive such a long stay in the extreme conditions without food and water. You’re number two – he emphatically looked upon Peter – have three attempts.

      – And what it is for an animal such lock- up? – Could not resist Peter, stung to the quick responses, dismissive tone, and condescending manner Kecho. They moved down the hall one by one with a trainer Kecho middle. If such a motion all communication between friends were excluded. But Peter’s question Kecho answered