woke him unbearable headache. For a moment, looked around otępiałym eyes. White, soft walls, no windows, doors without handles. On the ceiling of the great, black nine.
- A whore - he muttered, getting up slowly.
He was still in the same place. Nothing of what surrounded him, was not a dream. Only one thing has changed compared to the previous waking - lying in a corner of the White-Haired Girl in a white habit, which he also founded a few days earlier. Made a few steps forward, staggering as if drunk. He shook his head and stood confidently on the floor mattress. Stranger nudged aside.
- Who are you? - He asked.
She woke up suddenly, roused from sleep as a wild animal, odskakując from him with horror on their faces.
- How? Ty. Who? Where? - Kicked out of himself a few confused words.
sighed.
- What they gave you? - Muttered to himself. - Who are you? - He said slowly.
still was terrified. She was silent, clinging to the soft walls. The young man turned and walked away to the opposite account. He sat and stared at the ceiling.
- I'm the spark - suddenly she murmured.
- Pleased to meet you - he replied quickly. - I'm Alopex.
His answer startled her back. Bored began to circulate along one wall. Every day he originators of agility & strength exercises for idiots, but now I have to use their "Stupidity." In order not to go crazy in a silent, soft, white room five out of five meters, traveled to the boredom it jumps or practiced in the corner. That helped, but only in the short term. Seventeen numbered buttons on mattresses, which were lined walls. Measured every seam and found that they were there exactly one thousand two hundred and twelve. Everyone has had their number and the thought passed through him to give them names.
- How did you find here? - He said aloud, gazing toward the girl. - Do you remember anything?
- No. - She buried her face in my knees, crouching in the corner.
For a moment he thought she was crying. He shook his head and walked to the door. External sutures only starting to fit precisely suture the environment. Those who have imprisoned them here, just closed the door. He tried to think, but it resulted in only a headache.
- Damn, I also gave something - he snarled, banging his fist on the door. - Do not want me for this use.
Suddenly the door opened. Entered the room two men in black suits.
- Lagopus you? - Asked one of them, measuring him with his eyes. - Please us.
His American accent sounded strange in the room where my own thoughts as Alopex heard screams. He nodded in silence. Corner of his eye he noticed that she cringed in the corner even more.
They took him to a dark room, resembling a police interview rooms. Black room sobered him, and bright light only the lamp awakened from mental lethargy. He felt in the former energy and strength of character. Opposite him sat a man in a black suit and tinted glasses.
- Mr. Lagopus, I think - said, reinforcing the light of the lamp. Alopex
closed his eyes. After a while he began to sense objects around them. The old powers returned to him at an alarming rate.
- Do you know why he was here? - Asked the American.
"Because someone has reported you for me" - thought Alopex, instinctively reaching for the muzzle. He used to improve
glasses, when wondered about something. Not encountered resistance, however, the normal frames - almost forgotten that, imprisoning him in a room without windows, they took away his glasses.
- Lord's skills are remarkable for a long time you have to be developed. You did not inform us about it. True, sir Lagopus?
Alopex smiled. Blood began to hum in his ears. Just a few minutes and will be able to reach for these "skills".
- But we can forget about everything and clear account of the Lord. We only need of your secret. What gave you such opportunities? Ashes? Exercise? Genes? Just that I say, and you have not come back to the ninth circle.
American snapped his fingers. From the darkness emerged the two men in suits and Alopex grabbed by the shoulders.
- Unless you have another suggestion? - American hissed, standing up. Alopex
did not expect that the room was someone else. Zbiło him completely off guard. Escape plan before he burned. He had to invent something new. He clenched his eyes tighter.
- Mr. Lagopus, I think - said, reinforcing the light of the lamp. Alopex
closed his eyes. After a while he began to sense objects around them. The old powers returned to him at an alarming rate.
- Do you know why he was here? - Asked the American.
"Because someone has reported you for me" - thought Alopex, instinctively reaching for the muzzle. He used to improve
glasses, when wondered about something. Not encountered resistance, however, the normal frames - almost forgotten that, imprisoning him in a room without windows, they took away his glasses.
- Lord's skills are remarkable for a long time you have to be developed. You did not inform us about it. True, sir Lagopus?
Alopex smiled. Blood began to hum in his ears. Just a few minutes and will be able to reach for these "skills".
- But we can forget about everything and clear account of the Lord. We only need of your secret. What gave you such opportunities? Ashes? Exercise? Genes? Just that I say, and you have not come back to the ninth circle.
American snapped his fingers. From the darkness emerged the two men in suits and Alopex grabbed by the shoulders.
- Unless you have another suggestion? - American hissed, standing up. Alopex
did not expect that the room was someone else. Zbiło him completely off guard. Escape plan before he burned. He had to invent something new. He clenched his eyes tighter.
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