– Here is what you have to understand right now… – the young lady continued very seriously, and the Father made a gesture, stopping and apologizing at the same time. – One second, – the lass said in a baritone. – Forgive me for interrupting. – The Father took up his trunk and lifted the mask on his forehead, revealing the face. Blinchuk jumped back, almost stumbling on his sprained leg. However, he would probably have stumbled also on the healthy one. – Here's my face as a sign of trust, – the girl said. – Even my daughter hasn't seen me. And will not see. In the Zone, everything that appears to you, according to personal observations or to the words of eyewitnesses or witnesses, any miracles, any wild assertions that you do not dare to repeat officially on the outside, on the Earth, in reports, at night in a bed to Lubov Antonovna, confidentially at the president's ear, is all true. This is real. Khrushchev's five-storey buildings fly, the dead live, the air is harder than steel, and there is only one step to the moon. Next year, on December 25th, President Gorbachev will resign on the eve of official collapse of the Union. Be prepared for this, by the way. You are now a politician. You have a great power, great influence. Big money. You will be hunted.
Blinchuk licked his lips.
– Are you mind readers, or what?
– Yes, – said the lass. The girl. Yana! – But not we are, I am. Yana is just a year old, she cannot even speak yet. And the future on your face is written in black and white.
– My future? – clarified Blinchuk, not believing that he's generally talking about clairvoyance. “As if Kashpirovsky hypnosis311 wasn't enough”, flashed in his head. “The chargers of water, the diggers of souls.”
– Not only yours, the global future. Don't you try to hide an irony, it's absolutely normal. And, in my opinion, Kashpirovsky is a cheater.
– Well, – said Blinchuk after a pause. – Cannot be clarified without a bottle. Who wants to talk to me? Where is he?
– Sasha-Kharon will admirably take you there. All you have to say is that Petrovich is waiting in his den. There you will also find any bottle you want. And Sergey Borisovich, do not punish Sasha, he does not even know himself that he should take you to Petrovich.
– And where is the “den” and this Petrovich he, surely, knows? – asked Blinchuk.