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Hello, I go by the name of Zeke, and the first thing you need to know is what is the transmitter, and secondly, I was stuck inside one.
I came in 2046, but in 2035 the corporation Yoodle refined the technology to manipulate dreams to the fact that they can get them to finish, paint and extend. Simply put, anything that can be represented in real physical life, cooperation Yoodle may appear in a dream, and they did. All through a machine called a; Indeed transmitter. All you have to do is write your script for what you want, you want to program it in the car, to step into the car and then to experience the very best in dreams SUPER VIVID.
Please do not think that this is a dream, like the one that you spent last night when you can hardly understand that wake up and forget. These dreams are as vivid as real life and feel real life, since for most of them even more vivid than life.
Until recently Yoodle had access to information, images, and brain wave activity of each individual person, place or thing that has ever existed. Just so they can submit anything you want in this program that allows the user to be anywhere, be anyone, do anything, anytime, as long as they want. As I said before, all you need to do is enter in Yoodle machine, press a few buttons, and you exclude. The machine then you will fall asleep and begins a journey into the world of your choice.
Thus, we are today in 2045, when most working people are not already taking a vacation to a new physical earth. Rather, they want to spend a week, renting a real transmitter, so that they can rest in the house of a certain celebrity, dead or alive. Or are they again going through the time spent with old friends or family members & # 39; and left the planet Earth for decades up to the present time.
And you can forget about a nursing home, as more than half of the pension age people do not retire, they just work all my life, buy a car, go into the world and live a life where they again become young, not yet with the & # 39; yavyatsya real body expires, which completely avoids the effects of the aging process.
In the world almost all tend to accumulate wealth, to buy one of these machines, but it is very expensive cars. Brand new, they sell at retail for $ 500 000, and you can buy one that is used by 150 000 to 300 000 dollars. However, most people rent them at the Center for Transfer of Reality as low as 50 to 100 dollars per hour.
In any case, it's what are the transmitters, and what we are doing here in Yoodle, is to constantly strive to improve their performance and convenience. We create all the transmitters in the world and are also working on our network.
You can not believe it, but we also have a secret transmitter, which affects reality, it is called the main transmitter. If you walk into this car to a scenario programmed all that you feel in the car in real life at the moment when you experience it. This machine is very powerful and can cause serious & # 39; major universal implications, but only one person in the world has permission to use this machine, so it is never misused.
Yes, it was a normal day at my work here in Yoodle, except that I was working double time today, because Ronin lonely this week is on vacation. Also, for the same reason I was left the task to close the shop, which I was afraid. I just wanted to go home and be with his family & # 39; it.
The day passed quickly, but I wanted to turn off the main transmitter. I could not see anything, but soon began to hear what sounded like a thousand steps, what seemed a full army of soldiers who are in the hall. I stood there, afraid of what will happen next, because I knew it was not a friendly visit. After a few moments, my hands have been killed in the back, when I was handcuffed and blindfolded. I still could not say a word, but then I heard him say in a loud booming voice: "Come now, no time for delay!" Then I began to hear the sound, as multiple saws, working simultaneously. Now it became clear what the purpose of their visit: they have been the main transmitter.
I stood there and thought about the fact that these people do with such a powerful weapon. They knew that the solitary Ronin stopped them, and why they are here.
As soon as I heard a loud "clang", which signaled to me that they were released from the main transmitter has a preventive. At this point I was dragged out of the room, down the stairs and into the waiting car. The car started moving and went as it looked the day. At some point I fell asleep, and seemed taken these soldiers in the building. I have only awakened the head, and the bottom fell into the cold cement floor. Then I suddenly became hyper-side when again I heard this loud, loud voice: "Yes, you know how to do it Let's work," Then the man took his eyes from the eyes before my eyes, and I saw that the manifestation of my worst nightmare .
Lone Ronin was in Brazil, and Mandy was lying on a sandy beach overlooking the crystal-blue waters, when the clock began to speak. Hours Yoodle Ron had never spoken, so it is definitely an emergency.
Ronan Zack sent a message, but there was no answer. He sent messages to other managers of the company Yoodle, but all messages bounced back.
Ronan then turned to Mandy and said: "They have the main transmitter Someone knew where I was going to leave, and they got the main transmitter.". – said Ron, who looked as if he had just seen a ghost.
"Calm down, I'm sure you will understand," – quietly said Mandy.
"No, I will not calm down, you do not understand, we must go back!" – cried lonely Ronin, when he began to twist his towel with a sandy beach.
Once lending a hand, I saw that I was in a large one-room building with no windows, and in the middle of the building is the main transmitter, in which there were 500 US soldiers on all sides, who acted as guards.
"Stand up," said the man, when he hit me on the back.
I stood up. Then the men dragged me to the transmitter and kept me in front of him.
"Here's the deal, Mr. Zec, you are helping us to achieve our goals in this business, and you will live to see his little something & # 39;. W If you refuse, then you know what will happen", – he said the man sternly.
"Well, I will help as long as you let me see her again some & # 39; u" – I replied.
"We will conduct a little test here I want you to have caused the explosion at Yankee Stadium now, during a baseball game." – said the man.
I started to get nervous, I can not lose all these lives. I do not know what to do. "I can not do too many lives will be lost, please do not do this" – I asked.
"You did what you were told," – he said, when once again turned my back.
I really had no choice, so I programmed scenario in the car to the plane crashed in the middle of Yankee Stadium, and got into the car.
"Just tie me, and then press the red button" – I said to the man. I got into the car, the man then tied me, and I was at Yankee Stadium, watching the game. Pitcher broke, was a strike. Pitcher broke, it was a ball. Pitcher located, then it was a base hit. Then out of nowhere to be seen the plane flying very low, going our way. The game is stopped, and suddenly everyone was in a frenzied pitch & # 39; yatstve, trying to get out of the stadium. When I finally figured out, I heard a loud "crack" and saw the smoke that rose and even out of the stadium, and then woke up.
I got out to see three soldiers who look at their phones and do not even pay any attention to me. Then the man took out his pipe and waited, but nothing happened. "Can not, do it again!" cried a man on me, grabbed me by the arm.
"No, sir, look, the plane crashed in the middle of Yankee Stadium, but there were no casualties," – said the soldier, reading the news on your phone.
"Not the case? !!", the man asked with exasperation.
– I'm sorry – I said, tilting her head, waiting for his investigation.
"Take him, punish him, and return it only to the boundary of death, so that we can start working on their plans," – said the man.
"Not a problem, Mr.," Said the soldier, when he and another dragged me.
Meanwhile solitary Ronin tried to return home, but was faced with the most severe disabilities. He has a & # 39; went out of the hotel, but when he and Mandy got to the airport, it was a different story. They made their way directly to the service center and the airport were asked to return home, but was refused.
"No, you do not understand, I need to go home The world is in danger." – Minds solitary Ronin at the front desk airport.
"Danger? What are you? Superman?" He laughed agent.
He continued: "Your flight home will not be another four days, and you can buy a ticket, but no flight does not leave here another 14 hours."
"And no other choice?" I asked lonely Ronin.
"There is no alternative," – said the agent.
– Well, – I said disappointed, but determined solitary Ronin.
Then a lone Ronin turned to Mandy and said: "Wow, 14 hours, enough time to someone who has a master transmitter could do that God knows."
"So what are you going to do?" I asked Mandy
"Now I have to find a way out of here …" – firmly replied solitary Ronin.
If ryanina and Mandy stood before the screen displaying information about the flight, he came up with a plan.
"Mandy, when we can get to Canada, contact will be all right", – said the solitary Ronin.
"Huh?" Mandy asked.
"Just go for my forces," said the solitary Ronin, throwing all the luggage and grabbed Mandy's hand.
"And what about our luggage and souvenirs?" Mandy asked.
"I would like to think that the preservation of peace with & # 39 is more important than these things," – said a lone ronin when he began to Mandy to the gate 45, planning to ignore all the calls of those who tried to stop him.
When they finally got to the gate 45, the voice in the intercom said, "Last call for flight 705A in Montreal." Last older man got up to go through the gate, but before he could, Mandy and lonely Ronin broke right through the gate, into the tunnel, and boarded the plane. They quickly found a few empty seats in the back and bowed low.
While solitary Ronin tried to return home, I was beaten. I was kept in a dark room, and two soldiers beat me up and down, it seemed somehow a bamboo stick. I only know that I was dizzy, I did not feel the legs and could barely see.
"The next time, when the boss asks something of you, it is better to deliver it to the last detail," – said one of the soldiers.
"Well … okay," – I hardly.
The door opened.
"Enough!" Said Mr. C in the upper part of the lungs.
"Clean it up and bring it back, and I do not want a single drop on my machine", – he continued Mr. S.
"Yessir", said the soldiers together.
I thought about how Mr. S. said about this car as their own, even if he had not connected with the project, and thought about how everything will end when ryanina know about this situation. The latter gave me a little shiver of hope, which helped me to move on.
Soldiers wiped me toilet paper, brought me into the building and threw him on the floor in front of the main transmitter and Mr S.
"You do not look too good, hope it will be a lesson to you," – sarcastically said Mr S.
"Yessir", – I humbly replied.
"Anyway, enough of you, I have some work I want you to have programmed in me king of the world." – said Mr. C.
"I'm sorry, but it will not work" – I said, looking down and avoiding eye contact.
"WHAT WHY !!!" – shouted Mr. C, lowering his eyes and raising his fist to me.
I quickly responded, "No, it's not my fault if the central intelligence machine machine to count your request than immoral, irrational or unfair, it denies the request, I believe that one person who makes himself king of the world, will fall Category unfair.." .
"And just blow the whole baseball stadium?" sarcastically said one of the soldiers.
"Yes, but can not be a reason to blow up the baseball stadium," – I said.
"Like what?" I asked the soldier.
"Aliens," I replied.
"And the aliens … rational," the soldier replied sarcastically again.
Mr. C winced.
"He's lying, sir, just get him to write the script and program it," said the soldier.
"Do you know that right. Sit Zeke and do as you are told. So I get out of the place and the program scenario for Mr. C was king of the world. Then I waved firmly on the belt. It links me and sends me. It binds me, and then presses the button to send me, but the machine beeps and off.
"Try again!" – angrily said Mr S.
Then the soldiers again presses the button, but the machine again sells sound on and off.
"App. If I can not win the war in one day, I believe that I have to win a lot of small battles, and the final victory will not be my" angrily said Mr. S.
Mr. continued: "In order to find here someone who has a brain, I need someone came into this business and overcome the intelligence system." Then Mr.C left.
Somehow lonely Ronin and Mandy got to Montreal, Canada. Now all I had to do – with the & # 39; to go out of the plane and rent a car, and then go back to New York. However, once we broke all who first got off the plane in the tunnel met them six policemen.
"Parlez-vous Francais ou Anglais?" I asked one of the policemen to solitary Ronin.
"Huh?" I asked lonely Ronin.
"You two come with us", – said the policeman.
"Why?" I asked lonely Ronin.
"Come on, sir, do you know what you are doing is illegal, and now you are under arrest," – said the policeman.
After a few hours of reflection, Mr.C finally returned. He came up with a plan.
"Listen very well Zeke, I want you to put $ 2 billion into my bank account," said Mr.C.
"I'm not going to work", – unceasingly I said.
"You might want to avoid fish motifs on their own and think more about the team," – joking said one soldier.
"Shut up, everybody! Here I order and I suggest, not you! I'm here to anyone not paying for the advice!" cried Mr.C.
"The team is very astute thoughtful" – quietly Mr C said as he walked over and sat down in one corner of the room.
After another hour brooding silence Mr. C. invented another plan.
"Well, Zeke, this is it. The program is in the army of robots built along the same lines of the fictional Robocop, who listen only to my team. Half Men, half robot, but the highest artificial intelligence. They must not be any good" nor evil, but they are here to protect humanity from all threats. Create 50 of them to be here now, "- said Mr. C.
"Well," – I said – when I started programming a script in the main transmitter. When I finished, I sat in the transmitter, and then filed a soldier to tie me. Then the soldiers tied me and sent me all of my visual perception darkened.
Then I was back in the chair, and Mr. C. was in one corner of the building, giving the robot soldiers instructions. One of the robo-warriors rushed to my side and said: "Look Zeke …"
Then I woke up, and I thought for a moment. I looked toward the room, and Mr. was in one of the corners of the room, giving the slave-soldiers of instructions about what they work at night. Then one of them rushed to my side and said: "Look Zeke."
I said, "look at that?"
Then he opened his hand and pointed it in the direction of some 250 American soldiers, pressed a button on his chest and suddenly a big wave of fire swept them all without leaving their remains nothing but dust.
250 soldiers were terrified, and the building was no sound. C then slowly began to clap, then several soldiers Roebuck followed, then some more, and then as soon as possible all the slave-warriors applauded Mr. pp Var & # 39; yatski laughter, which can occur only when a person comes to the realization that he can no longer get in the way, and what you want, in the end can not be deducted from your understanding. I plunged head. What in heaven's name I just made?
Now that his Mr.C Robo Warriors almost ready for battle, his step was a definite highlight of the spring and in the eyes. He came to me as I sat at the transmitter: "I'm so glad that I, Zeke, you really made all of my dreams." Then he kissed me on the cheek.
Then he turned to his chief engineer, who worked on updating the robot systems.
"Set the chip and cameras on each of them", – Mr.C. said
"But sir, that we have set aside a further 28 hours, you said that you want them to be ready to date.", – said the engineer.
"Well, just set them in general, and the lieutenants," – compromising Mr.
Two hours later, after reinstalling, and the inclusion of all the robots, chief engineer made a big statement,
"Well, Mr.C, we are ready to take to the streets."
На працягу 20 хвілін г-нC усіх робатаў выстраіўся ў адзін файл, пасля чаго г-н стаў перад усімі робатамі і выступіў з прамовай,
Вы творы маіх рук і мае каманды простыя. Вы павінны скамяніць, тэрарызаваць і знішчыць усё, што вы бачыце, пакуль мы не будзем кантраляваць Нью-Ёрк, потым ЗША, а потым і ўвесь свет. Зрываюць кожны міліцэйскі ўчастак, кожную вулічную банду і проста любую пагрозу, якая нам перашкаджае!
На працягу некалькіх гадзін воіны Роба пачалі запальваць горад з агнём, больш феерверкаў, чым чацвёртага ліпеня. Воіны Роба пачалі выводзіць усіх у палон і захоўваць у закінутых складах. Акрамя таго, кожны міліцэйскі ўчастак быў падарваны ў кавы. Цяпер яны былі доўгім законам, і г-н C глядзеў на камэры лейтэнанта робата і атрымліваў асалоду ад яго кожнай хвіліны.
Між тым у Манрэалі, Ронан і Мэндзі затрымаліся ў камеры, калі іх нарэшце выклікалі на званок.
Першы шанец атрымаў Ронан, таму ён патэлефанаваў Зэку, але адказу не атрымаў.
"Гэта ўсё, вы вяртаецеся," сказаў наглядчык.
"Але ніхто не адказаў", сказаў Ронан.
"Мне ўсё роўна, адзін званок – усё, што вы атрымаеце", – сказаў начальнік управы.
"Добра, ці можа ён выкарыстаць мой званок, бо былі разам?" спытала Мэндзі.
Надзвычайны начальнік зрабіў паўзу і сказаў: "Добра, яшчэ адзін званок, потым нічога больш за вас на ўсю астатнюю ноч".
– Добра, – сказаў Ронан, калі ён зноў асцярожна набраў нумар.
На гэты раз Ронан патэлефанаваў кіраўніку службы бяспекі Yoodle Полу Макгвайру. Ён быў адным з некалькіх людзей, якія ведалі пра галоўны перадатчык. Калі б хто-небудзь мог дапамагчы ім, гэта быў Павел.
"Ронан, дзе ты?" спытаў Павел.
"Я і Мэндзі зачыненыя ў турме тут, у Манрэалі, Канада", – сказаў Ронан.
"Чакайце … што? Як?" спытаў Павел.
"Добра, мы былі ў адпачынку і даведаліся, што галоўны перадатчык быў выкрадзены …", нецярпліва сказаў Ронан.
"Чакайце … што? Як ???? !!!!!!!" – спытаў Павел, павышаючы голас.
"Так, што вы былі пад скалой ці што?" спытаў Ронан.
Пол на імгненне зрабіў паўзу, магчыма, гледзячы на абнаўленне навін, потым кажа: "Я мяркую, што гэта растлумачыць з'яўленне гэтых робатаў, якія руйнуюць горад Нью-Ёрк.
"Так," сказаў Ронан.
– Трымайся, – сказаў Павел, адыходзячы ад тэлефона на хвіліну.
"Я не магу ўзяцца за Зэка, я разумею, што той, хто яго атрымаў, мае і перадатчык", – працягваў Пол.
"Так, як я думаў! Галоўны перадатчык нічога не стварыў, калі б ён не быў створаны, каб быць добрым. Адзіны спосаб, які натхняе гэта, можа выйграць, выкарыстоўваючы дабро, каб здзейсніць зло. Глыбока ўніз, гэтыя робаты добра ведаюць, што яны трэба рабіць, гэта проста зрабіць іх з іх.
"Ну, няма лепшага зрабіць гэта, чым вы, Ронан", – сказаў Пол.
"Я паеду туды, калі выйду", – сказаў Ронан.
"Добра, мы даставім вам два білеты першага класа дадому, проста адправіцеся ў аэрапорт Трудо, дазвольце мне пагаварыць з начальнікам", – сказаў Пол.
"Добра, дзякуй", сказаў Ронан, рухаючы рукамі, потым перадаваў тэлефон начальніку.
Павел правёў каля 30 секунд, размаўляючы з старастам, перш чым павесіць слухаўку. Затым начальнік управы звярнуўся да Ронана і Мэндзі і сказаў: "Чаму вы не сказалі, што працуеце на Yoodle. Вы двое можаце ехаць".
На наступную раніцу ў 2 гадзіны ночы (праз 6 гадзін) Ронан, нарэшце, прабраўся ў раён Брукліна Нью-Ёрка, дзе робаты рыхтаваліся выстраліць цэлы рамонт.
На шчасце, міліцыя перахапіла іх і спрабавала ўмяшацца, але беспаспяхова. Цяпер гэта было супрацьстаянне паміж групоўкай робатаў і цэлым паліцэйскім участкам.
Усе яны стаялі насупраць ажыўленай шашы з каля 20 робатаў з аднаго боку, а з другога боку былі выстраіліся 50 паліцыянтаў. Ва ўсіх бакоў была ўзята зброя.
Ронан прабраўся да начальніка паліцыі, які стаяў у адным канцы лініі, і параіў прыязную параду,
"Я ведаю тое, што можа палегчыць нам жыццё з гэтымі робатамі", – сказаў Ронан.
"Які?" – спытаў настойліва цікаўны міліцыянт.
"Ну, вы можаце не верыць у гэта, але яны зусім не злыя. У глыбіні душы ў іх ёсць сэрца, якое працуе так жа, як у нас. Проста трэба ведаць, як мець зносіны са сваёй сутнасцю", – сказаў Ронан.
"Вы кажаце, што вы павінны разважаць з гэтымі нечалавечымі, бязлітаснымі тэрарыстамі?" спытаў расчараваны міліцыянт.
"Так", сказаў Ронан.
"Добра, я дакладна не чалавек для працы. Яны проста ўзарвалі 100 маіх супрацоўнікаў, нават не падміргнуўшы воку", – сказаў міліцыянт.
"Добра, я спраўлюся з гэтым", – упэўнена сказаў Ронан.
"Як хочаце," сказаў міліцыянт, паказваючы рукамі сваім людзям.
Затым Ронан пераступіў бар'ер, апусціўшы рукі ў паветра. Але робаты не апусцілі зброі.
"Хто з вас лідар?" – закрычаў Ронан, калі ён наблізіўся да робатаў.
"Mr.C – гэта наш майстар і лідэр, Mr.C – гэта наш майстар і лідэр", ва ўнісон адказалі робаты.
Ронін на хвіліну спыніўся, прамаўляючы імя містэра. У апошні раз, што ён чуў пра Mr.C, ён быў мёртвы. Цяпер ён адзін, хто кіруе гэтымі робататэхнікамі? Гэта павінна азначаць, што ў яго ёсць галоўны перадатчык, альбо ён знаходзіцца ў саюзе з тым, хто яго мае. Цяпер місія была простай, знайдзіце Mr.C, знайдзіце галоўны перадатчык. Задача знайсці галоўнага робата, які адказвае, не такая простая.
"Добра, хто з вас генерал?" спытаў Ронан.
"Колькасць 10000 куб.см – гэта наш агульны, а 10000 куб.см – наш агульны", – гаварылі ва ўнісон робаты.
"Вы можаце, калі ласка, патэлефануеце яму за мяне!" закрычаў Ранан.
Адзін з робатаў націснуў кнопку і на працягу 30 секунд робат вышынёй у 8 футаў 3 цалі выходзіць на малюнак на срэбнай механічнай коні. Ён спускаецца з каня, а потым ходзіць і стаіць перад Ранінам. Затым ён груба хапае Роні за шыю.
Тады Ронан ахнуў і сказаў: "Гэта не мой намер уступаць у бой з вамі … Я хачу толькі ведаць прычыну таго, што вы робіце тое, што робіце".
"Мы – адданыя салдаты, якія толькі выконваюць працу нашага гаспадара, г-н С. Ён даручыў нам маральнае ачышчэнне нацыі, і гэта менавіта тое, што мы робім", – 10000 куб. ён адпусціў шыю Ронана.
"Але вы не бачыце, што тое, што вы робіце, не так?" спытаў Ронан.
"Няправільна?" Спыталі 10000 куб.
"Вы траўміруеце, саджаеце ў турму і забіваеце нявінных людзей. Вы знішчаеце дзяржаўную і прыватную ўласнасць", – сказаў Ронан.
"Як?" спытаў 10000 куб.см, сапраўды разважаючы над заявай Ронана.
У той жа час Mr.C пачаў праглядаць і слухаць відэа-канал 10000 куб. "Хто гэта размаўляе з маім генералам? І чаму ён не забівае яго?" – ліхаманкава спытаў Mr.C да свайго галоўнага інжынера, які стаяў каля пісьмовага стала. Інжынер не адказаў.
Г-н зірнуў бліжэй у камеру. "Гэта … Ранан зноў мяшаецца ў мае справы?" працягваў Mr.C.
"Усе людзі, якіх вы сталі ахвярамі, былі нявіннымі людзьмі. Яны нічога дрэннага не зрабілі, але вы так захапілі місію Mr.C, што вы забыліся думаць пра сябе", – шчыра сказаў Ронан.
Тады можна было пачуць унутраны мікрафон больш за 10000 куб.см, "Ронан, заткніся. 10000 куб. См не слухайце яго, падарвайце яго зараз. 10000 куб. См вы бескарысны кавалак металу", – строга сказаў г-н.
"Так, сэр," сказаў 10000 куб.см., падняўшы правую руку робататэхнікі, дазваляючы ў канцы 12-га стрэльбовага стрэльбы замяніць яго жорсткі металічны кулак.
Затым 10000 куб.см прыпынілі.
Ронан зноў спытаў: "Вы не бачыце, што тое, што вы робіце, няправільна? Ці не так?"
"Так, мы робім", сказаў 10000 куб. Затым 10000 куб.см націснулі на шэры бок кнопку сэрца.
"Цяпер мы ўсё разбурым. Гэта правільна зрабіць, і мы ўжо зрабілі так шмат няправільна. Мы былі створаны, каб рабіць дабро і не давалі дабра. Дзякуй, сэр Ро-нан", – сказаў 10000 куб. Затым 10000 кубічных кубікаў высунулі ягоную робататэхнічную руку, каб паціскаць, калі Ранан паціскаў яму руку. Пасля гэтага ўсе робаты пачалі разбіраць адначасова, паступова пакідаючы замест іх тысячы штук бясформеннага металу.
"ШТО ў … здарылася?" лямантаваў Mr.C, назіраючы, як ягоны сон стаў кашмарам. "Мае дарагія робаты … усе яны пайшлі", – закрычаў ён.
Затым галоўны інжынер падышоў да Mr.C і сказаў: "Сэр, калі я магу перашкодзіць, вы былі той, хто папрасіў іх валодаць высокім ультра штучным інтэлектам. У чалавечым розуме, калі ў чалавека высокі штучны інтэлект, калі сутыкаецца з Маральная сітуацыя, калі ад іх патрабуецца выбраць правільнае ці няправільнае, яны заўсёды будуць выбіраць правільныя, і гэтыя істоты абралі правільнае ".
Спадар С не адказаў. Ён толькі гнеўна ўгледзеўся ў адлегласць, а потым сказаў: "Калі ўлада над светам патрабуе настойлівасці, тады настойлівасць атрымаецца".
"Zekeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee", закрычаў Mr.C у верхняй частцы лёгкіх.
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