Parallel worlds – two. Birth of God. Artur Zadikyan

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СКАЧАТЬ of the reality of the event, which we do not want to believe in as something absolutely terrible. After all, almost every day we see one or another marker of the tragically dead – from the cemetery and wreaths, photos, symbols of faith along the highways to monuments and holiday dates. Yet we continue to believe that death must pass us by.

      – I want to see the baby," Iulia's voice sounded pitifully.

      – Me too," Catherine said.

      – I don't know how to explain it to you… I can't say that this is 100% bound to happen. But our experiment and the state of the world, all these cases, by the way, documented and recognized by all parties, say: everything is real. It is the events in that world. There, in the course of the experiment, I provided markers of verification. I purposely performed deeds, the influence of which on our world can be checked. Look: if the world is one step ahead of ours, then a weak event there can be reflected and amplified many times in ours, but only if there is a direct connection.

      – How is that a direct connection? – Andrian asked the question for everyone.

      – A direct connection is when an event is not correlated, that is, does not propagate between worlds. Agree, if there are many worlds, why only we should be affected by an event there.

      – Wait, wait, wait. What about this? How do multiple worlds interact at once? – Catherine had already beaten Andrian to the punch with her question.

      – Here we go. If there is a radio program on the air, is it transmitted only to your radio receiver? If the Sun is shining, a star is emitting radiation, or relic radiation from the universe, it's not just going to the Earth. Isn't it?

      – Yeah, but that's life.

      – Look what's happening! – again, IuLia's emotions brought everyone back to watching the events in the distant world, but the brain, consciousness, psychology could not understand it logically.

      Although it was like a live TV program, the consciousness could not adequately inspire its own belief in the reality of it. To realize that you were seeing a real other world, and even a person there, in whom the consciousness of a person whose body was lying in the next room, was beyond logical comprehension. Perhaps the first live broadcast was perceived that way. And not necessarily even the first one, but some very significant one, which was also perceived with doubt in its reality. With doubt and a question: how is it that what is happening there, on the Moon, we see and hear here? Yet it was a reality.

      YatSan was racing against the oncoming traffic. Chasing after her turned the street traffic into a game of Tetris. She wasn't running away, but flirting. That will jump to the flowerbed, then a steep turn will go in the "right" direction, then, turning around, "skip" on the cars, or make a fuss on the sidewalks. It was a tragic comedy, but without casualties or laughter. It came to the "finish line", several cars behind collided, it caused a mess. Catherine gasped.

      – No casualties," Irene commented.

      – How do you know?

      – They're all chipped, connected to NaRiKa, and YatSan has direct priority access to it. I get my data from her. She checks it herself, worries. Probably didn't see this scenario coming.

      – Look what she's doing! Ouch!" cried Julia.

      The overpass crossed the Kremlin wall in the place where the mausoleum should be located. There was a guard post at the crossing, and the crossing itself was like a pyramid with a tunnel in the form of an all-seeing eye. YatSan ran like a cheetah. She jumped onto the right rib of the pyramid, which was smooth, ran upwards, and after reaching the top, flew forward like a springboard. It was a sight not for the faint of heart. Even Ruthra's hair rose on her arms. Everyone watched with bated breath, and the holographic field, which covered at least 10 square meters, transmitted the images as an effect of presence.

      – Don't worry too much," Irene suddenly said in everyone's head. – She's in constant contact with the president.

      – With the president? – Catherine asked.

      – That's her husband there," Iulia explained.

      They smiled at each other.

      – He scolds her. Apparently, it's not the first time this has happened," Irene said.

      – Maybe it's not our YatSan after all? – IuLia expressed her doubts.

      – How do we get a signal then? – Andrian said.

      – Bingo," the scientist added.

      At that time, YatSan, having flown over the Senate Square an incredible distance according to the laws of physics, found herself near the window of the President's residence. And then something fantastic happened. By some magic she turned the technique around at the very window, turning on the wings and jet thrust from the exhaust pipes, stood on the seat and, pushing off, jumped inside.

      Everyone in the room in front of the screen froze. YatSan, somersaulting, went across the room to the exit, stepped out into the corridor, and, noticing the "Cardinal's Guards" running toward her, dashed into another office. It was the president's office.

      – You've lost your mind! – The first thing YatSan heard was that she was approaching the master of the study like a lioness. – What are you doing? It's not enough for you to race through the night city, so you decided to turn it upside down? What are you doing? – Rutra excitedly reprimanded her, while YatSan knelt on one knee in front of him and unbuckled his belt.

      – Yat, what are you doing? What's wrong with you today? Not here.

      – But I want to be here today.

      YatSan pushed Rutra into a chair after pulling down her pants.

      – Ha. This show is starting to pick up," Parmenides commented with a laugh.

      – Can we not watch? – Iulia said.

      – Here you don't look," replied the scientist, smiling.

      – I'm serious, boys.

      The "boys" looked back at her with a smile. And it was because she had called them that.

      The visualization in three-dimensional holographic forms made what was happening in the parallel world look embarrassingly beautiful. So Ruthra transferred it to the screen in the wall. There it looked more documentary and less erotic.

      – We're going to leave now," Iulia stated.

      – No one's going anywhere. Yat-san knows we're being watched. If that's her decision, then that's her plan.

      – What's the plan? Why don't you let us in on it? Since you want us present at such a racy moment. And I honestly doubt she's aware of our group viewing. Clearly she thought you'd be the only one watching.

      – She's already setting conditions," Rutra told his colleague, not forgetting to add a smile.

      – Put it on his own neck," was the reply.

      – Uh, gentlemen, let me remind you. Someone was talking about a friendly atmosphere," Iulia said unhappily.

      – In that world, Rutra had caused a global catastrophe because of YatSan's refusal," Parmenides explained.

      – Because of the rejection of СКАЧАТЬ