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In, the fifth tier, deep underground was the Academic Council of the Chamber of Physicians. Conducted meeting of the Board, its chairman Op.

– Dear colleagues, our research has come to the final stage. We are ready for the reconstruction of our ancient civilization with a stable function of reproduction and with the help of individuals living on this planet, our genotype will be restored, and we finally Aubrey’s-the immortality of the race.

The room rustled. He heard cries – What do you want to do this, just tell me?

– What are the resources? You’ll get everything you need from us.

– Well, dear colleagues, listen. – Or, look around the audience, having sustained considerable pause, then continued. – We need a middle-aged woman.

– What caused this, Ort? – He asked in a long wig from dyed auburn hair color, a scientist.

– As I said, it is necessary to finish the experiment.

– You probably forgot that we signed an agreement with the president of this country that are not going to kidnap and to experiment on the inhabitants of this planet.

– You, Otis, forget that the agreement was signed on the territory of this country, and it does not concern spheres of influence around the globe.

– And, as you know, dear colleagues, the revived relationship with the past life of consciousness almost been established, we are on the path of immortality, except for a negligible issue “x”, which one of you, dear colleagues, no one even engaged. – Entered into a discussion tree-third term of the Chamber of Physicians.

– Just this question forces us to make contact with people. – Or intervened.

– But why? We have for centuries tried to hide our presence on Earth. Mankind is still not aware of the existence of our civilization. – Objected Otis.

– I think that the disappearance of a woman in a short period of time in the two Earth days will not cause suspicion. – He insisted on his Op. – For the question, “x” is a part of the binder material, which allows the existence of two worlds in the world, regardless of one another.

– Yes, but what about the woman? – I asked a third scientist.

– The woman in the world is the mother of the people, giving life. – Spoke Or, – We are interested in fur-ism origin of human life, fully charge the issue of “x”.

– You are trying to contact all their origin in a whole with our existence. – Expressed his opinion a fourth do not come so far in the discussion.

– Yes, I try to not only try, but confident in the correctness of the findings, here are my conclusions – he pulled out a thick folder of manuscripts. – Next to us is living a viable and powerful humanity. Though the life of each individual on average eighty years, compared with five hundred of our lives – it is negligible, but it does not give us a great quantity reject them as unable to understand us.

– Yes, but we are talking about something else. – Intervened scientist Otis, he shook his head, a wig on his head told him that moved the hair falls to his shoulders. – The solution of the question of immortality on the necks of race “gray” – as we call these primates – a contemptuous smile flitted across his face – people! We have reached the limits of development and cannot develop fully, except for how to clone myself. Look at our race. All as one, cannot be distinguished from each other. And what to say about the lost functions of production. How It turned elk replacement cloning, but extends our lives, but in the end. The degeneration of our species on the face. I therefore fully support the Ora.

– And no wonder, Otis, you’re wearing a wig of hair of his mistress two hundred and fifty years. Is not it? – Someone shouted from the back of it in the room. What Otis said:

– Whoever said it, does not know that such a revival in a new body.

– They say you have a child with his mistress. – I heard another voice. Scientific bowed his head, his hair wig hid his thin neck, hollow voice, he said: – Yes, there was, he died long ago, lived only seventy-six years.

– So, dear colleagues – decided to suspend and resume the conversation distracting discus-UIS Or – the last and final report will allow us to get the revival of the body again, with the old intelligence and the experience of past lives. That’s what we needed, and a woman. We euthanize it and examine it by the developed technique. All the functions of its organs will be copied and made the copies. We need to study the birth of the matter fields, the particles that make up atoms of the human embryo at a very early stage. Formula nucleation field is the question of “x”, which it remains to be solved.

– Yes, but then changed the essence of the experience! – Objected Otis.

– No, on the contrary, we are now able to determine the formula of material fields of the particles, atoms of our intelligence, putting it in the program mechanism of nucleation field, we get the birth of human intelligence with the old and the new young body.

– If the question concerns only this part, I agree with you, Professor. – Supported Ore Otis.

– I am opposed to the experiment. – I withdraw the four scientists, who had been silent until now and then threw in the laboratory. On plasma monitors, display room with the visitors of the fourth level. And there present were indignant. The hall began a discussion among visitors. Or I realized that the support of all Otis decided in his favor. Pressing the remote, Or turn off the monitor. The screen went out, there was silence in the laboratory. The third scientist, as two drops of water similar to the Or, spoke in support of the professor.

– So, we proceed to implement the plan…

Peter, twelve freckled boy as ever come back from school, and hurried to the kitchen. There waiting for his dinner, and he practiced movement took a pot of soup, put on a gas stove. Then he took out a match and turning the knob on the gas stove, lit the gas. His body suddenly took a distorted shape, then gradually becoming clear, floated and turned into a single light smoky structure. This smoky mass that has just been Petya began to dissipate and disappear.

Returning from work mom Petit found the kitchen lit gas burner, untouched food and clothes her son lying on the floor next to a bunch of plates. Peter disappeared.

When the fog cleared, the boy saw a pile of instruments, luminous displays, blinking green and red lights. He was lying completely naked on a white a very comfortable operating table. Some invisible force fettered all his limbs. The boy did not vales us-tear on a soft table, linens, even his hands. Table as a magnet for the entire body. Soon we came to the table. Out of the corner of his eye he saw him bent over the three highest-covered gray coveralls in black glasses, bald people. One was wearing a wig with long brown hair down to his thin shoulders. The three began to inspect him from head to toe. The boy wanted to scream, but bound magnet table could not even open his mouth. He became better examine those individuals who so unceremoniously began to feel his body. Surprise boy knew no bounds when he saw the huge glasses are suddenly deprived of their eyelids and eyelashes from time to time they flash those points. So it turns out the eyes, the thought flashed through his mind. He had heard in school that the boy’s frightened of each other, some of the alien flying saucers. And that their skin is gray, and they kidnap people for their experiments. From this it became terrible, and Peter closed his eyes not to see this terrible nightmare waking, better that everything that happens to be a nightmare. But curiosity prevailed, and he opened his eyes again became bolder inspect the kidnappers. It turns out that people with such large heads and strong growth, he never met. Another boy was struck by the fact that they spoke a language is not like any one of the languages of the planet Earth. This alien was finally convinced he wanted to say out loud, forgetting that the tongue and mouth did not obey him. Nothing else to do but to lie in silence on this table and treat strangers. With each passing moment the boy is in these striking differences from the people of the Earth. For example, hair they were not at all like the first time he thought it a hundred men in gray overalls and hair on his head hidden beneath them. Hands with long, slender fingers groped the boy’s body. After that, a stranger in a wig said something, referring to the severe-looking fellow. He was silent, thinking, then waved his hand, and it seemed to Pete, angrily left the room. The wig stranger leaned over the table and looked into the eyes of Petit. The boy thought he winked conspiratorially. Then all somewhere floated, and in the fog scatters he discerned the kitchen weeping mother and a crowd of neighbors, co-who took from the weeping mother.

The next day at school told Peter about his adventure companions. He, of course, no one believed it, but ever since to him once and stuck the nickname “alien inning,” among his classmates, he lives to this day…

Or indignant another failure befell him. Instead, the woman his colleagues brought the boy. It is a failure, the whole meaning of his work will again be forgotten for many years, and perhaps for centuries…