– Elena Albertovna, don't you think that we have embarked on an unnecessary discussion with you. We'd better hypnotize you and record everything on video, everything you say. I do not presume to dissuade you, research with hypnosis is a generally accepted fact.
– And who gave you the right to do this? I didn’t give my consent!
“The general called me this morning,” the lieutenant lied. – And he asked to come to you to talk about this topic, like, would you agree to a hypnosis session. Elena thought about it. The lieutenant's words had an effect, since the owner himself is interested in this, it means that there is a reason to go through this stage of research, and added out loud: “I'm not ready yet,” the lieutenant triumphed.
– Can this be understood as your agreement? – Elena looked inquiringly at the annoying doctor, calmness reigned in her gaze. The lieutenant was not a sex maniac, he was a science fanatic, and that calmed the woman down. But whether the general agreed to experiment with hypnosis or not, she nevertheless decided to check on occasion, ask the owner about it. And yet, knowing General Fedorov for a long time, Major Gratsis could not believe that he could give the go- ahead for the experiment. Like no one else, the general would have done better to hide the lapse of the disappearance of the space rescue capsule that took place in front of all the emergency services of the entire world space community. Elena knew one thing, the distribution of "awards" was not expected from a pleasant one, by all means, a classic "scapegoat" was needed. Elena knew that the general was busy with a feverish search for one, and this upstart lieutenant, either out of his naivety, or out of his light faith in justice and the triumph of science, was on the rampage. What should I tell him? – Understand how you want, – she wanted him to leave as soon as possible and leave her alone, alone with his thoughts. The doctor, inspired by success, did not leave, ran out of Elena's room. The winner's smile froze on his face. Thin lips were still smiling when he opened the door again and shouted to Elena:
– By the way, my name is Vitaly, – and closed the door behind him. Enraged, Elena quickly rushed to the door and clicked the English lock twice, shutting herself off from uninvited guests. After standing at the door for a moment, she returned to her desk and opened her laptop. On the Internet, she quickly discovered a UFO information site. The display screen flashed endless testimonies of the facts of the appearance of the living objects. Various cases of abduction of people and animals. Manipulations with time and space, and even some details about the device of the flying saucer. But not one case of official recognition by science of the existence of UFOs. Or maybe it is not profitable for science to consider this phenomenon a certainty, so as not to look primitive in comparison with the Extraterrestrial manifestation of reason. Vitaly may be right. Elena, in thought, almost mechanically got up from the table and with a light movement threw off her robe, revealing a dazzlingly beautiful body. Matte skin is covered with a delicate peach fluff, favorably set off and emphasized the impeccability of the lines of the body. In the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror, she was convinced of the irresistibility of her feminine soft beauty. No, she was not spectacular, rather it was a female beauty saturated with genuine femininity and almost girlish tenderness. She did not have that angularity inherent in athletes, it is not surprising that the loss of consciousness lasted so long. Was there any loss of consciousness at all? She turned on the shower. Strong jets hit the face, shoulders, chest and in large drops, loudly squelching, water rolled down onto the enamel of the bathroom. It was water, or rather its current, that suggested and suggested such a recent experience in Space. It suddenly seemed to her that the seven unfortunate days were not an unconscious loss, and that someone, perhaps, acted very wisely, erasing everything from his memory. After the bathroom, she went to the phone and, dialing the desired number, answered: – Hello! Is this Vitaly? I agree.