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The sun hid behind the edge of the forest. Evening dawn faded. As darkness fell, the East brightened. The twilight yellowness spread there more and more, filling the sky and shadows below. Soon the yellow glow enveloped the whole expanse behind the ship. Flashing black drops of stars appeared one after another in the sky…

Leonid woke up from a heavy dream in a commanding chair. The dream that he had just seen made him relive the moments of the flight to Patroclus, so reminiscent of the hopelessness of his present position. It seemed to him that this was not going to happen to him. At the same time, he felt somewhere in the depths of the subconscious that these events will occur in the future, but not with him, but with another person, perhaps with his follower.

– «Am I really going crazy???! – Leonid collected his thoughts, – That was still not enough, I’m dreaming about the hell!!!», he cursed, but didn’t do any analysis of the situation in which he was now. After all, the «Two Faces World» is full of surprises. And how to know what he has to go through, maybe tomorrow or…

An astronaut stood at the foot of his ship, in a working lightweight space suit. Through the shroud of yellow glow, he peered into his close and so distant world. A bitter lump again came to his throat, squeezing his breath. Again, near the mirage of the ship, as last time, there was a service bus. Not controlling himself, he ran to the ghost bus, abruptly lifted and raised his foot on the step of the door. Like the first time, I did not feel resistance. In the hearts of people, I had fist on the wall of the car, there was no expected resistance. Slapping hard through the vision of the ghostly concrete, felt a blow to the hard surface of the earth. Five minutes passed. Gathering with his thoughts, he rose heavily and trudged along, limping over his injured leg, towards the ship. On the way, he took control of himself, the old Eastern wisdom suddenly came to mind: «If the mountain does not go to Mohammed – Mohammed goes to the mountain!» It gave strength. He was determined to go to the Center…