"Rebecca Orr - Times Child" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ore Rebecca)couldn't find, and grabbed her mouth at the jaw hinge. She spat out blood.
"Why did you bite me?" the fake angel asked. "You have a scab on your knuckle. You can't be an angel. Your lingua, your Lombardian, sucks. So, what the fuck is this place?" She expected she would die now, but the people holding her simply grabbed her legs and arms and held on. Something hissed against her arm and she thought snake before passing out. Not a snake, she thought when she woke up. The angel and a woman in strange clothes sat beside her bed. The woman said, "I know you're not going to believe this either, but you're in an archival facility in the future. Think of it as a library for people. I'm here to explain your legal standing in our culture." Benedetta wondered how many layers of lies they'd try on her. The fake angel said, "We're trying to learn about the past and we'd like you to help us." The woman said, "We saved your life and brought you into the future. A lot of people are more comfortable if they think they died and are in an afterlife they can understand." Maybe they aren't lying? Benedetta thought this was all too crazy for anyone to try as a lie. Should she pretend to believe it until she could learn more, or just stay confused? "You were lying to me. Well, thank you for saving me from dying. I can't believe those French. I want out of here." "We'd like to spare you the culture shock," the woman said. Benedetta didn't know how culture could cause shock. "We've saved your life," the man said. "Not that we expect you to be immediately grateful, or to believe us. Yet. But can you begin to tell us honestly about your life. We really want to know what you saw, how you lived, what your customs were." "I want to see the future first," Benedetta said. Her heart was beating very fast. "You have the right to be treated as reasonably as possible. But I think you should wait," the man said. "Your heart is beating very rapidly." I've been trapped by magicians, Benedetta thought. "I couldn't believe in Purgatory." "Most people from the period of Christianity that had a concept of Purgatory as well as Heaven and Hell would find Purgatory believable. Nobody believes they are good enough for heaven - or at least they don't argue about it. And people are relieved to find they're not in Hell," the man said. "I'm Joseph. You can call me Joe." "But she isn't sure where she is now, are you?" the woman said. |
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