"Whitley Strieber - Cat Magic" - читать интересную книгу автора (Strieber Whitley)

could see every turn and wrinkle in the wires leading from its skull. But it did not understand the wires It
saw them as legs, and thought of bugs.

It liked to use its good eyes, to see sharp. Seeing sharp meant eating well. But there were no wings
whirring, no fat bodies, no good scent connected with the sight of these long legs. The frog's tongue
swelled with the blood of hunger. It wanted to see insects, to smell dampness, to be in green water. It
wanted to hop. But it was stuck right where it was.

тАЬThat looks like a good, steady electroencephalograph to me, Clark. The frog's normal. Not too happy,
but normal.тАЭ

тАЬDon't let it jerk out my electrodes, Bonnie. I hate frogs. Give me something big any day.тАЭ

тАЬLike what?тАЭ

тАЬLike a person, Bonnie dear.тАЭ

тАЬConstance wouldn't like that.тАЭ

тАЬNo, and she doesn't like this either.тАЭ

тАЬYou're doing it.тАЭ

тАЬShe might not like our work, but she appreciates the alecessity, at least. That's more than I can say for
the Stohlmeyer people. Sometimes I think they're secret followers of Brother Pierce.тАЭ

тАЬGod, don't bring him up. I don't want my hands to shake while Pm working.тАЭ

A silence fell among the three people in the lab. They all knew the eventual object of their experiment, the
goal given them five years ago by Constance Collier: to kill a human being and return him or her back to
life. Her goal, her program.

But Constance didn't like all the animal killing they had to do to succeed. тАЬI feel every one of those
deaths,тАЭ she had told George. тАЬMaybe I've made a mistake. Maybe you ought to stop.тАЭ

He would never stop. He had pursued this goal at Yale and destroyed his career mere. He would pursue
it at Maywell and drag his name up out of the mud. He was going to vindicate himself in this little
backwater. One day this college would be famous because of what he had done here.

The technician, dark, finally spoke. тАЬOkay, folks, I'm ready to proceed.тАЭ

тАЬI'm set,тАЭ said Dr. Walker.

тАЬBonnie, how about the audiovisual?тАЭ dark asked.

тАЬUp and running.тАЭ

тАЬRight. Here we go. Beginning the count. Five.тАЭ

The frog felt heavy, as if it were buried in mud. Heavy and smothering. Its heart began to beat harder.