Julia, right? The one who picked me up on the track?
The Eldar nodded:
– I've been looking out for you all this time, you needed a place to stay, a place to live, a place to live, a place to live, to think things through. I wasn't the only one following.
– Yes, I know, Stas a long time literally lived in my anybody.
– He still lives in it now. As long as I'm here, he can't get to the subconscious. If you want, I can give you a tool that blocks access from the outside, as well as signaling attempts to unauthorized entry. Ismat possesses this technology. It is problematic to get into his head, he himself is not shy in traveling to someone else's subconscious.
– Will it cost me anything?
– All the most valuable and important in this world is given free of charge. Only your permission, as in the case of once manifested in your abilities. You allowed yourself to believe in their existence and realization – and you got them.
– Nicely. I say Yes.
Eldar stopped. Took the hand of Anatolia. Carefully and warmly looked him in the eye.
– Anything can be set as an impulse signalling an attempt to penetrate. A feeling of mild nausea, chills, specific dizziness, numbness in limbs, diarrhea with a smile said the Eldar.
Oh, that's cool, but I'm afraid that in this situation, I from the bathroom out I will not.
That's right. Interest in you subsides, moreover, is growing.
– A hunk in the left little finger.
– Like this?
Anatoly instantly felt a slight ache in his left little finger manifested impulsively.
– Perfectly.
– Everything is ready – looking, has announced the Eldar work on the part of the configuration of the body is conducted through the Pineal gland. You learn to communicate with him, you can't do it yet.
They walked a few steps.
– Why am I here? – as if he himself deep in thought asked Anatoly.
– You do important work, like me. Soon it will appear…
Eldar politely backed away, it became clear that the audience came to an end.
– What do I do? See you around? – I managed to ask Anatoly in the end.
– You're doing the right thing. Live your life, she'll point you in the right direction. On account of our meetings – we meet again, if it be the will…
Eldar's gone.
***
Stas was sitting by the window with his eyes closed, fingering the rosary in his hands. The apartment was quiet, harmony, peace. But in a second he was blatantly and rudely disturbed by a very extravagant way. Stas immediately felt the raging flood poured ice water, God knows whence undertaken. Soaked from head to toe and managed to catch a feeling of chills, he came to. Before him stood Dean with an empty ten-litre bucket.
– I told you not to get in my head, didn't I? Next time, it won't be water, it'll be acid on your head. You know I'm not kidding.
– Dean, it was a necessary measure justified by the Stas. I can't understand anything. The chief has instructed me to visit every four hours the consciousness of our new friend, and report on the results that where as. He's unpredictable, so dangerous. And I've been trying to do it for fifteen minutes without success. You went to Thailand together. What's the matter? Why are you alone, where is she? I can't track his location, his thoughts, anything.…
– I left him on the island, let him think a little about how to communicate with the ladies. Report, you say. Necessity, you say? You must have forgotten that the world invented cell phones and fortunately I have one. Call was impossible?
