"Larry Niven & Steve Barnes - Dreampark" - читать интересную книгу автора (Niven Larry)

NIGORAI: Native bearer and spy. (Actor.)
KAGOIANO: Native bearer. (Actor.)
KIBUGONAI: Native bearer. (Actor.)
PIGIBIDI: Native chieftain. (Actor.)
LADY JANET: Damsel in distress. (Actor.)
GARY (the Griffin) TEGNER: Novice Gamer. Thief. Alias for Alex Griffin.

The Dream Park Personnel

ALEX GRIFFIN: Head of Dream Park Security.
HARMONY: Dream Park Director of Operations.
MILLICENT SUMMERS: Griffin's secretary.
MARTY BOBBICK: Griffin's assistant.
ALBERT RICE: Dream Park security guard.
SKIP O'BRIEN: Dream Park research psychologist.
MELINDA O'BRIEN: Skip's wife.
MS. GAIL METESKY: Dream Park liaison with the International Fantasy Gaming Society.
ARLAN MYERS: I.F.G.S. official.
DWIGHT WELLES: Dream Park computer tech.
LARRY CHICON: Dream Park computer tech. Together with Welles and the Game Masters, he monitors the
Gaming Central computer.
NOVOTNEY: Cowles Modular Community's resident doctor.
MELONE: Dream Park security guard.


PART ONE


Chapter One
ARRIVALS


The train sat rigid as a steel bar, poised in midair above its magnetic monorail track, disgorging
passengers into Dallas Station. Its fifteen cars had borne their passengers in quiet efficiency


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from New York to Dallas in just over half an hour, cradled in magnetic fields, travelling through
vacuum at close to orbital velocity, deep underground.
Chester had cut it close. He shifted his heavy backpack and strode back along the train, walking
like a king, projecting confidence. There would be Garners aboard, and some would recognize him.
Lore Master Chester Henderson was conscious of his unseen audience.
"Chester!"
He stopped, dismayed. He knew that voice-There she was, a vision in leopard tights that drew
stares from all but the most jaded. Her long red hair, plaited into a thick rope, dangled down her
back to the top of her belt line. She wore heavy makeup that almost hid the fact that she was,
indeed, a very lovely woman. But the leotards hid nothing.
"Hello, Gina," Chester sighed with a tone somewhere south of resignation. "I should have guessed