The Lucifer looked at the light - the underworld, the space worlds placed in the parallel middle of Earth. It became sad because when Earth and everything that on it will burn down, comes to an end also hell history. And here such beautiful stars: and not usual plasma balls, and more irregular shapes. Especially there are a lot of butterflies and butonchik of flowers.
Really, if hell copes under other physical laws why to do planets and stars by ordinary and slightly flat balls? It is possible to make, for example, a butterfly with six wings: the first wing, for example, green in a blue speck, the second of butonchik of violets, the third has cockleshell drawing with different shades, fourth it bathed temples with stars. The others too with mobile drawings ... Or you see a vase planet or eggs it is more magnificent, than Fabergé. A lot of things here and all miscellaneous elegant. Many planets and stars were drawn by the sinners who appeared in Hades. Especially Lucifer loved ingenious Leonardo Davinchi. It is clear, this bisexual and the atheist could not count on paradise. But Leonardo Gueny from capital letter.
Here, for example, what beautiful and non-standard stars - as far as they a delicate work have an ornament, and drawing in drawing turned out. Space decoration of hell. Here, for example, only close it seems that bedash to Leonardo Davinchi the planet overloaded with paints and compositions, and from far away it is visible a harmony and a figuristost of constellations. Not bad also Picasso or Salvador Dalí's works look. They are unusual, it seems a curved school case from division and five eyes, and at the edges castors gears. And on such planets or stars there live people or not only people.
The Lucifer, seeing as Artyom continually wipes eyes, decided to explain peculiar:
- This that part of the universe where laws of physics usual and habitual to people do not work!
The boy mechanically crossed that however caused only an indulgent smile in the Devil. Its world, where Lucifer absolute owner and real Lord. Here you feel as in the huge and safe palace which till doomsday, the universe of angelic opposition. Artem is shocked, but it is necessary to tell keeps, especially yet he saw nothing terrible.
Here who would be dumbfounded, so probably the Pope when the pontiff appeared in hell, it, the Supreme Christian leader, asked:
- Why in the Kingdom of Heaven, the star has seven female scarlet nipples and is painted more abruptly than a mohawk?
The demon Buddha submissively answered it:
- But Father, unless Lucifer could refuse to Picasso creative expression of the genius.
The pontiff philosophically noticed:
- Picasso yet not that ... I hope to me it is not necessary to live on the planet where the Ego was expressed by the marquis de Sade. -
The demon Buddha (not to confuse to the famous Hindu prince!) on it declared:
- Some of those Popes that created rigidity and burned down witches just in creative de Sade's expression, or Dante ...
And it is not a joke. Worst of all in hell to inquisitors. To raise a hand against the witch is ... Though punishment at them too peculiar, and than is more at the inquisitor of rage, than worse to it then gets!
Artyom was strongly surprised too - it in space should not be. Especially if Leonardo Davinchi connected the car and faces of angels, to dark spirits on locators.
The Lucifer however, did not want to go deep further into depths of hell and friendly offered the boy:
- Let's land here?
Artyom cautiously asked, at the same time having given badly hidden irony:
- And there incidentally there is no school?
The Satan giggled and answered:
- So all our life is a school!
The Lucifer mentally ordered to Plague to come in the land. Hell - it healthy and really is not safe!
The city under them looked peculiar: the center is built up with ancient buildings, constructions, locks, temples and even pagan temples. And on suburbs quite modern new buildings. And on houses abundance of portraits and drawings of some wrinkled old man, to be exact toads, utykanny warts and outgrowths. The horror when against the laughing human children such freak acts and pats sharp-clawed pads them on a back.
Artyom even sighed when their winged "Cadillac" nearly hooked, wires, similar to a barbed wire, on tops of towers. Then they smoothly landed near the current path on which as if puppets a system strode pedestrians ..., It seems, it is people: young men and girls, but in identical gray-green clothes and with checks on a breast. The boy suddenly remembered the movie about a zone: very probably, unless persons at all walking are beautiful and have no ominous lines that are inherent in many real prisoners. Men on the heads wear caps, and women with uncovered short hairstyles.
Also they walk as if soldiers: very measuredly, hands and legs - synchronously ... From it it becomes feel ill at ease - though on sidewalks and magnificent beds grow that sparkle in all flowers of a rainbow.
The goddess Chuma caught nastroyeniye1 the little boy and pressed the button. Loud was distributed:
- Pi-pi-pi! Press all!
The Lucifer jumped out of a chair and carried away with himself on the street of Artyom. At that from a shoulder joint the hand nearly escaped. The boy snapped:
- Well what it is so sharp?!
The devil instead of the answer inflated a bubble of a chewing gum and offered an explanation:
- We will be noticed soon ... It is necessary to wander a little, did not appear in a jail yet.
Artyom after these words itself also put on the speed. In the head rushed: "1984". Something very ominous and dangerous was connected with this year, but that escaped from attention. The boy appeared near an entrance to the high building. The box, telephone with an oviform roof, flickers orange light. Having seen similarity of a spider with bent under a swastika by legs, the boy reflex crossed. In a face to it suddenly struck forged from a wall the board with a hated ugly face of the local dictator toad. What was advertized by this monster? By eye it is difficult to measure purpose of this subject.
The boy pushed away a portrait and is lost rubbed the hurt nose, before eyes violet and orange moths flew. And then Artem felt how steel pincers squeezed hands. Two striped, with wings, violet with a pink strip, drones capitally took the little boy. On the heads of bees there were helmets with the turning flashers.
The boy it is frightened clanked with teeth and whispered:
- Yes I there is nothing it is not guilty!
Then arisen, more precisely jumped out because of a translucent wall of the box unclear to destination, third bee with a flower hobotok instead of a nose of a provorkoval:
- And why our Dzhabba the Corpse chose you?
Artyom suddenly bryaknut as if having appeared at a board at a lesson in sunday school:
- It is a lot of invited, but it is not enough elite!
- You still talk, vakuumnogolovy! - The bee commander cut off. Drones looked larger and thicker, on their paws bicepses of experienced body builders bulked up. But their rylets are stupid, and hobotka terminated in a square. Well, and at the commander epaulets cast gold though asterisks and it is not visible, and on a tip a beautiful pink butonchik.
And the world as if fantastic, the dog on six paws opened a mouth ... and three languages on the caterpillar laptop plays. Here children in red collars walk. In their eyes Artyom intercepted a fright and some suffering. Clothes at these pioneers elegant, but suntanned legs for some reason barefoot and strongly brought down as if before it they were forced many kilometers to stamp on the stony, mountain road.
Artem felt more and more uncomfortably, but the real fear was not. Somehow all here unreal, even the sun in the sky four, and a form absolutely unearthly. The dream, a typical prolonged dream which if you are really not woken in the morning, can gain the most surrealistic lines, to be brighter than the American fantastic blockbuster. It is a pity only then, you almost from such waves of a deity of Morpheus remember nothing.
But here nevertheless somehow the weight and when one of drones stepped to it on sneakers has quite real feelings, a body, fingers standing responded real pain. And the forehead in which struck a portrait unpleasantly burned, and began to smell from drones too real, pollen mix, and a dirty pig. Even nostrils tickles and there is a wish to sneeze. No, nevertheless the dream can be such, hands and lokotka ache, and wrists rub handcuffs.
The truth as it is typical for the city, there is no smell of gasoline or what charcoal. The breeze continually informs of rich forest aromas, from the growing, very magnificent trees and beds. But for more developed, than a terrestrial civilization of race, lack of an internal combustion engine it is quite natural.
To Artyom it was remembered how the great science fiction writer Jules Verne foretold that in transport and life electric motors will dominate. But so far won the twentieth century, the harmful and not pleasant motor of internal combustion.
Artur once again looked back: and where his friend, this space boy? Really was afraid and what waits for it now?!
The car of local "cops" is similar to an UFO, only an oval form, and with quite human flashers. Artyom very roughly, having nearly broken out joints, threw in a fuselage, and a sliding door as if in a supermarket, slammed. In the same way, not movably lying chain as if the cobra rushed on a leg and strong squeezed a stone.
Artem screamed and tried to delay the hands which are held down ahead a chain:
- Painfully, it is not necessary!
- Better zakasay trouser-leg! - Prompted it a boyish voice.
Artyom turned. The mobile chamber was lit with greenish light, and it went literally from all ceiling. Light was pleasant and for some reason the boy at once felt calm. Darted a glance at speaking.
The ordinary boy, tow-haired as Artyom, but with short ezhy as if it gave a crew cut and hair were in time already grow. With it one more boy, slightly reddish, and already quite tall, thin girl. Quite terrestrial children, with good suntan, but not swarty. European lines, correct and perhaps even beautiful and photogenic faces. The clothes are elegant: the shirts, blouses, summer shorts and a short skirt painted with florets under all colors of a rainbow, but barefoot with the brought-down both soles and knees, on the right leg carnivorous and quite live snake stuck.
Not so terrible and even it seems is younger than Artyom.
The boy gave them a hand and with visible composure said:
- Yes nothing terrible ... we will be familiar.
In reply silence and the alerted views. Then Artyom continued with shy confidence:
- I made nothing, and children are not put for anything?
The reddish boy with an oblong face, very strongly looked like the juvenile actor playing in the American blockbuster of Peter Pen, gave a hand in reply and gloomy tone said:
- You are not local! And it is enough to accuse of espionage and illegal crossing of border!
Artyom, being perplexed, slapped few times eyelashes and asked:
- If so, then ... Why you so well speak Russian?
It was answered by already tow-haired boy: