"Jeffrey Lord - Blade 30 - Dimension Of Horror" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lord Jeffery)

A cluster of orderlies and nurses huddled together in the doorway, murmuring in worried voices.
Ferguson and J pushed through the crowd into the small, brightly lit room. J noted with relief that
Richard Blade was apparently unharmed, strapped down in a bed, staring vacantly into space.

Ferguson was demanding angrily, "What is all this nonsense, anyway?"

Three of the nurses began speaking at once, trying to explain, a moment before J's gaze fell on
the cause of their near-hysteria.
"My God," J whispered.

A large massive white steel dresser lay overturned on its face to the left of the foot of Richard's
bed. Above it, near the ceiling, J saw a deep gash in the plaster wall from which pulverized
plaster was sifting down in a rapidly diminishing cascade.

One of the nurses, a disheveled redhead, stepped forward as the others fell silent "I heard a crash
in here, sir," she said. "I was in another room down the hall, but I came running. When I entered
the dresser was . . . it was . . ."

"Go on, woman," J prompted. "It's all right."

"The dresser was floating slowly through the air, settling gently to the floor where you see it
now," she finished.

"Was there anyone in the room?" J demanded

"No, sir. Mr. Blade was here of course, but he was strapped down to his bed. There was nobody
in the hall either until a moment later, when every staff person on this ward showed up."

"She screamed, sir," the burly orderly explained.

"I suppose I did," the nurse admitted apologetically, looking down.

Doctor Ferguson was examining the dresser. He shook his head slowly and let out a low whistle.
"This is a heavy piece of furniture. We had to move it when we repainted the room a few months
back. As I recall it took four strong men to lift it." He turned his gaze to the gash in the wall. The
powdered plaster was no longer falling. "Yet it would appear that someone picked the thing up
and threw it across the room, smashing it against the wall up there. I can't believe it." He faced
the nurse. "Did you say you saw it floating slowly through the air?"

"She didn't see nothing like that, did you, luv?" The orderly slipped a protective arm around her
waist.

"Yes, I did!" she insisted.

"She's excited, that's all," the orderly said. "She ain't crazy. When she calms down . . . "

"We do have one other witness," Ferguson said thoughtfully. "Your friend Blade, J old boy.
Blade saw it all. If there's anyone can confirm or deny her story, it's him."

J stepped forward. "Richard? Can you hear me? If you can, give me some sign."