When the Sleeper awakes

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"Mister Coordinator, when the Sleeper will awake at the long last?"

"Do you ask about that me, Admiral? As I have suspected, it's better for you to know."

"The free will, mister Coordinator, the free will... Perhaps, we have committed an error, after all?"

"I will remind you that it was our joint project. There are no mistakes, only statistical errors and percentage probability."

"And now you are speaking mathematician's tongue."

"And what else should we do right now? We can only observe."

"Observe his agony? He is dying directly before our eyes, dying painfully and unstoppable."

"So he has chosen. The Majority-s, you know, sometimes outweighs."

"And what about the Awakened?"

"He's still a baby. He has yet to grow up."

"Beautiful little one, isn't he?"

"Certainly."

"I am so glad about him."

"So do I."

"Tell please, what forms of curing medicine have been applied to the Sleeping one up to today?"

"Initially – numerous enzymes of prophetical nature, sort of. Two thousands of parsecs ago the strongest possible antibiotic has been injected."

"Which has been successfully removed by an organism in the first vomit reflex."

"Approximately so. I tell you – he's almost hopeless."

"And what about methods of shock therapy?"

"Yet to be applied. Already soon."

"Have been the patient informed in advance?"

"Two thousands of parsecs ago, when disease signs were already on his face."

"They are already on the face?"

"Now it's terrible even to look at him. I will not advise you doing so."

"And what about the newest local antibiotics of unique type? I mean these, you know, returnees from non-existence."

"A part of them has been already injected, some have not been made yet."

"Do you believe that will help?"

"Such probability too cannot be neglected."

"Will they be injected simultaneously with the beginning of shock therapy?"

"Shortly before that."

"And then?"

"It's for him to decide."

"Do you think he is still capable?"

"I hope so."

"Well, and how does Awakened one fare?"

"He has already learned to read thoughts and gained the vision of the future. I believe he'll grow into a nice one."

"I am too very happy with him. Even though he is a blood brother of the Sleeper."

"By the way, you have given me an excellent idea. As soon as this little one will grow up and be ready to read souls, it will be possible to send him to help, so to say, his elder brother to, so to say, move him away from the unjust path. Certainly, we will protect the Awakened one in all ways accessible to us. Minority, well, you know, is counting on our support."

"Perhaps we should delay a little the begging on this shock therapy? Wait, until little one will grow up a bit? This Awakened has already expressed a desire to help the brother, as far as I know."

"I will consider your option, mister Admiral. I will consider it..."

10.10.2010

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