"FWLS9" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"Geez! Don't sneak up on people like that. Yeah, where the
heck am--"

"Welcome to Channel 294, a miracle breakthrough in
HoloVision technology," he continued, walking around to the front
of my chair.

"Well, that's nice, but where's my den--"

"A technique of Holo which antiquates any channels seen
before!"

"Hello, you can hear me, can't you?"

"Total immersion technology! The ability to put the viewer
directly into the image with such accuracy that it is
indistinguishable from reality!"

"You can't hear me, can you. What, are you deaf?"

"And we present our first presentation on Channel 294 : The
Unforgivables. Based on the real life exploits of Elliot N'ykk,
Yttian Federal Agent."

I ignored the monologue; I've got more important things to
worry about. CLIK. CLIK. CLIK. Why isn't this thing turning
off? I want my den back. Ah-- tires. Someone's driving this
way. Maybe they could explain this.

"I say! You in the car! Could you stop for a minute and--"

The car rolled to a stop, barely five inches in front of the
chair. I grumbled incoherently, stood up, and walked around to
the passenger window to give these guys a piece of my mind.

"Roll down your window! You've got a lot to explain,
bus...ter..."

The window rolled down, and an automatic blaster popped out,
aimed more or less at my nose.

"EAT BLASTERFIRE, COPPER!" shouted the Yttian gunman. I
dived for cover, purple electricity flaring out inches above me
at the police station the car had parked in front of. Illegally,
I might add.

Several policemen who were standing nearby dived for cover,
and returned fire. Everywhere, blaster bolts zinged out, causing
major explosions across the road. I tried crawling to safety,