Really deadlock? - Breaking whisper has said Adriana.
But all have heard it. Doors was not!
In the face of it tears have acted.
To TH after all there should be somewhere an exit! - she shouted, striking about a wall the small cams, - they could not so
with us to arrive! Could not!
Grejs has only shaken a head.
Why? - Has suddenly asked the Plenty.
Attentively, searchingly, as looked at the main surgeon of hospital in which worked, now he looked at this woman. She has
smiled in the answer.
You sometime heard what is created in Death Rooms? - She has asked.
Was not interested...
It has raised a hand in protest - as if ordering to become silent. To it has suddenly come to mind that it could work as the
teacher.
No. Because there was nobody to tell about it. From here still nobody came back. I do not insist that all of them have died,
but...
Adriana from all force has hit a shoulder about a wall and with a despair cry has settled on knees. Has been intolerable to
hear this dry voice asserting that all is terminated that there is future, no life, dream more...
No! No! No! I do not want! I do not want-u-u!.
Probably, Grejs was sorry about the words. But unless within her power there was something to correct? Whether it could
change something? And Grejs has continued. She always appreciated the truth highly. And the truth - a piece bitter.
Sometimes so, heart would not be desirable what to live also ceases to fight.
At the best it is a vicious circle. Last room borders on the first. Otherwise...
What? - Gordon has asked, thoughtfully observing of the Plenty which, as well as is necessary to the ideal husband, calmed
the wife, consoled, convinced, loved...
In any case, - Grejs has for some reason emphasised on these words, - we will not reach and the middle. And if we will
reach... It is obvious. There deadlock. It is necessary to come back back.
The fair! - weepingly, sobbings, Adriana has cried out, for an instant having come off gentle touches and tender words of the
Plenty, - it from Fair! It...