Večerní čtení ,, A za ruku jsem držel astronautku Petersovou.“ Kapitola 15. ….Sladká Bombaj….

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And I held astronaut Peters by the hand.

Lubomír Tomik

Chapter Fifteen.

Now the melody is clear.

Now the melody is clear, it’s the noise of the radio transmission, from somewhere they seemed.
It sounds in the alley leading to the sea. He sits on a bench and immediately gets up. He’s moving on. The waterfront is empty. He was left alone. With a secret he couldn’t tell anyone. It was night and the world was asleep. People may have made love or talked or killed each other, none of them as hopeless as he was at the time. So desperately alone.

-I’m nowhere… –
He stopped and realized he was talking to himself.
-Where am I? If death is like this, it’s nothing nice konec it’s over! The end of the people, the end of the trees, the birds are no longer flying in the air… –
He looks up with teary eyes and tears as he hears footsteps. Human steps. A veiled figure approaches him.
He’s going to meet her.
Then he looks her in the face.
-I’ve seen you before!
-It’s possible… -There was no answer with the quiet waterfront.
-Your face is familiar to me from somewhere! – and then it occurs to him and his eyes widen into the void of that moment.
The character speaks: -Weird! How did you know I was Sherlock Holmes?-
Silence.

He runs, letting out screams of terror and horror, of hopeless despair, nothing else.
Holmes watched his wild jet, his lips curling with the hatred with which he shouted-Don’t worry friend, we still have a long life ahead of us, the two of us… –
I tapped Holmes on the shoulder, and as he turned, I erased his face with Imaginary Shotgun, from this world. The body slid to the ground and splashes of blood covered the cobblestones. Almost, I almost didn’t make it. He almost got the poor man. After all, it was on the other side of the globe, and the space jump device didn’t have all the flies caught yet.
I looked around.

Oh, Mumbai, sweet Mumbai. It was empty everywhere.

One single live guy, well, well, I heard him through the distance, but what was valid when I arrived late anyway. He went crazy, I saw it in his eyes, when I found him huddled in a corner of the house two hours later, I couldn’t do anything else.
I turned on the tap and aimed it back.
… You go into the depths of a shady alley, a barely audible whisper reaches your ear. You wonder where it may be. The whisper is repeated, now you can recognize the words:

-We are sending an extraordinary message, we are sending an extraordinary message…. Citizens of the Earth! Citizens of the Earth! A message for all who survived! The TV studio is speaking to you! We’re transmitting from section 4718, on the far side of the moon! Citizens of the Earth! Our devices have had wonderful dreams… -!!!!!!!

End of the fifteenth chapter.
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