"Kit Reed - Freezing Geezers" - читать интересную книгу автора (Reed Kit)

you that's still working, you can make it do amazing things. As the night shift relieves the day shift and the
swing shift comes in, all in relentlessly predictable rotation, Barry concentrates on purifying his
consciousness, bringing his brain down to pure alpha waves which, when played right, have their own
resonance.

In time, in more time than he would care to measure, the giant cylinder moves. In the still, quiet time
beyond time as Barry used to know it, his protective prison slides closer and closer to the edge of the
platform where it stands while outside, the party goes on.

It will be years before it crashes but when it does, Barry enjoys one joyful surge of triumph as the
cylinder tips off the platform and hits the floor in the still, silent moment after the nightly orgy ends and the
dawn shift rolls in.

The noise is stupendous. Even the drunkest of them sits up. A woman cries, "What was that?"

"You want to check?"

"Naw, you check."

"Randy, Randy will check."

An attendant comes. Fate, which is either generous or extremely cruel, has twisted Barry's cords and
tubes so that, alert and excited, bursting with grateful speeches he'll make as soon as they come and bring
him out of this, he is suspended face up.

The boy leans over. Stares in.

With a superhuman effort, Barry blinks.

"Holy fuck," the attendant says. "This one's awake."

A girl shouts, "Get the supe!"

His supervisor comes running. "I dunno, looks like any other corpsicle to me."

"Special case, boss. It says so right here on the tank. Instructions. See? He's waking up!"

"Not on my watch, he isn't."

With a superhuman effort hyped by desperation, Barry blinks again.

"We can't have that." The supervisor turns away with a shrug. "Who'd meet our payroll then?"

"What are we going to do?"

There is a long spell during which nobody speaks. It is exciting and disturbing to Barry, lying here alert
but immobile, on his back in his cylinder on the floor.

The two exchange looks that belly up and helpless in his cylinder, Barry is too wild and distracted to
read. Quick gestures that could mean anything. Nods.