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Dr. Nectar briskly walked over probably meaning to save her patient from whatever horrible thing that he’s being put through. She stopped a few steps away, listened to the speech and then suggested a bit more laying down would be good for this one. I asked if all of his classmates who are now sitting up getting free entertainment are OK to do so. She said, yes but this one needs to lie down. Since the Patient totally ignored her advice, I reached out through Zombie-controls, stopped his Public Speaking exercise, touched his forehead getting all the data I need and commanded him to lie down and be silent for the next 3 minutes. Then I moved to the next person who asked me if I pacified that talker through hypnosis. Yes, something like that. The next patient asked me if the talker will be OK. Yes – he’ll be up and about by the time I reach the last of you.

And so it was. The kids got up soon enough and I suggested we start getting to the Camp. Doctor said they aren’t strong enough for a walk so the Assassins offered to transport them via a Shadow-Jump. I told the kids that it’s a rather unique experience as they move literally within a time it takes to blink and most have agreed. I offered a ride on a Monster to the rest and when they saw our Phil they somehow preferred a Shadow-Jump. The Doctor with her staff and 2 of the patients still rode our Phil-ed up bus.

The Camp was still just getting to their morning routines so when the entire Assassin Force showed up with a bunch of strangers and then Phil rode in with the Doctor, everybody assembled. As the newcomers looked at us in wonder, I sent an invitation to the Lab Chiefs to come out and, if possible, take their assistants. I promised a talk on the Other Worlds today – I deliver. Not the way I’ve intended but still.

When everybody came, I started by welcoming our guests (stressing the word to tell everybody that these ones are going back) to the World Of Magic. “Your leaders have been telling you that your World is the one of Goodness and in this one there’s untold Evil and Perversion. You are the only people who actually got to learn the Truth. Just like yours, our World was created by whoever you call the Endowers. They have given you technologies to get you started – all the Equipment and Knowledge that Original Ancestors received in their Random Boxes got them started on the road that brought you to Genetic Engineering of Dragons. I know you are all kids of the Elite and several of you have actually been inside of the secret lab. Most of you know that as they were trying to push the Dragon into our Word, the Hangar got wrecked. Later I’ve send a Messenger to some Officials asking for them to stop their attacks and to develop some relations between us. I’ve offered to trade simple magic stuff for things we need. You also know that the man who came with you here, inadvertently fell into our World before. We used bits of our Magic and managed to send him back requesting 25 full clothing sets as a fee for services”

One of the boys perked up, smiled and asked, “so you want us to go back naked?” I quickly said “NO” and then it hit me. Those World bosses are playing tricks with me. They are actually laughing at me. I began my first conversation with them by asking if the Yellow Gas we’ve sent before, wasn’t a good enough hint for them to stop bothering us. Only later we understood, that the Yellow Gas was sent to a different dimension, the one that first sent us Phil and then we got the Twins – Dar and Dara – from there. Those Twins are right here, looking at me and the newcomers. That is the World we’ve checked first, before responding to the cries for help from the second. It’s all making sense – the Science people wanted to stop wasting resources on aggressive Genetic Engineering and establish contacts with us. The Warmongers and the Religious Authorities benefit from the Armed Race that’s keeping them in charge and the “Edowers” happy. So to shut the dissenters down, they’ve unleashed their own Yellow Gas in the Hangar on the most-visible target – the children of those Science types. I’ve seen in their memories, that a much larger class was brought in and it was split – a half went elsewhere with the teacher and the second half went into the Hangar to hear a “Special Lecture by the sole survivor of the Veil”. That’s when the doors shut behind them and the Gas was pumped.