Leave Letter Griha Pravesh

SAURO 9 DAYS OF DAYS OF

The human subject.
I had no idea, again, the human that would follow and before long had taken against his will. The bishop gave me the documentation. I read with care every detail about his genetic folder and predisposition to the computer to activate the virtual reality room. Generally most of my study on the subject follows the reconstruction of where she lives. Regeneration, using data gathered from the 'Pointers' (people trained, selected specific lines of blood, put on the heels of the subjects to levy in order to intercept them and provide detailed information on those around them), the human environment in virtual . There, I train to move, not to leave too much to chance. Another important section of my preliminary study, I get talking directly with the 'my pointer'. Drawing Every officer has his own 'pointer'. The two are linked by a direct hierarchical link of 'superiority' (the taking) and 'subordinate' (the pointer). It 's like a hunter with his dog at a standstill. It is a collection of hunting action. While
flowed chromosomal sequences of the human subject HPL021 general, and its first filing, my professional performance anxiety was appeased.
'Female, 25 years, caucasian ... Education: Bachelor's degree in medieval literature. Current
Sport: horseback riding (not racing), performed in the past Sport: Cross Country (not racing) ... 'A person
seemingly' quiet 'then. I thought. Sport Studies and led me to believe that they face a creature with no special propensity to violence. I should not have to fight, then.
The mission, if it were not for disturbing the preliminary recommendations of the Bishop, did not seem to raise concerns.
I should meet with the pointer on that day, at night. He was returning from the human world from a few hours, and was unzip it into a breakfast room. The 'relief' is mostly a mental level. The Pointer, literally, 'fill' of information, the mind and the nervous system. The selection made in a complete and targeted by the Bishops, the genetic code pointers so it has boosted the boundless reach of memory. And besides, his mental capacity. A pointer stores images, sounds and smells in a way so as not so fast essere eguagliato ancora da alcun tipo di tecnologia cinematografica.
C’è un effetto collaterale molto serio: il Puntatore se non ‘decomprime’ la sua mente e la sua memoria dalle informazioni più emotive, entrate attraverso un fortissimo legame empatico con il ‘Puntato’, viene a soffrire di una seria e letale crisi di identità.
E non è destino di un Puntatore morire di vecchiaia. Ormai è frequente che questi individui muoiano suicidi o drogati. La decompressione non è ancora un processo stabilizzato.

Ormai era l’ora dell’appuntamento.
Nella stanza dell’incontro si presentò il mio subalterno.
- Capitano, sono a tua disposizione. – made the Pointer with the usual ritual formula.
I greeted him, and I did accommodate.
- We begin our study? - I asked, knowing the difficulties of
decompression. He nodded positively.
Well, then we begin. - Included - For a start, do give me a character profile of the subject. The Pointer
cleared his throat and looked at an invisible point of the room, as if there is explained a sheet film before him. He waited for a moment, as if that 'cinema' imponderable in front of him were taken to transmit ... patient. A pointer is acting according to different cognitive processes.
So he spoke, in a wild stream associations between ideas and mental images
- La Donna is very talented. It has great visual energy, if it is inside the ancient craft of words. No one taught him, comes from a limitless memory. There is a lot of heat around her. The presence is manifested through the impetuous wave of his thoughts. -
stopped the description of the pointer. And I asked him another piece of information:
- now I want an overview of the environment around the subject. The Pointer
had something similar to a cameraman attempt to move his camera on a broad goal.
- She is surrounded by a bush of thorns. Many have approached the woman with dark purposes. Cercavano il Libro Mastro del Mestiere.
Sobbalzai. Forse stavamo puntando il giusto bersaglio. Però attesi ancora un po’ prima di intervenire sul beraglio, cercando una visuale ancora più ampia per capire ogni dettaglio. Chiesi, ancora:
- Bene, adesso però gradirei un panorama ancora più ampio. Dimmi fin dove puoi scrutare.
Il Puntatore cercò in quell’insondabile pellicola nella sua mente.
- La Donna è una bambina cresciuta in un Istituto Religioso. Ci sono persone con una divisa attorno a lei.
- Divisa? Potresti zoomare su queste divise?-

...continua...

Church Sunday Program

SAURO 8

- Ascoltami Anhyan, è di vitale importanza che tu comprenda ora le mie direttive. Non potrò più intervenire, in avanti, per darti spiegazioni. E’ importantissimo, quindi, che tu capisca adesso!
- Vi sto ascoltando, Signore. – feci.
Il tono del Vescovo era calmissimo, come un potente fiume che scava, a viva forza nelle ere, canyon… Continuò:
- Capitano, dobbiamo procedere a un ‘recupero’.
- Un Protocollo Delta U10?
- Esattamente, ma è obbligatorio un silenzio assoluto sulla faccenda. I tuoi unici referenti per qualsiasi comunicazione a riguardo, dovrà essere solo, ripeto, solo, chi è presente in questa sala. E’ ovvio che l’unico superiore al quale puoi rivolgere la parola, qui inside I am. So me and only me, you talk if you encounter problems. But consider this: the place where you will be sent, it is likely that we could not contact us. Sari you alone there. Maybe you can not even send me any messages from the brain booster. You will be in total darkness. If you should happen to die, or worse, do not hesitate to instantly incinerate your body. You can not be captured, your genetic strain was selected with altered cell, through which, your body will suddenly explode, leaving no trace. I know you know. All the 'bearers of the mystery cults of Lacerta' they know it. We can not afford mistakes in this area.
Those words, uttered so much cold as aseptic gave me nausea. I do not remember the first time my eyes met the gaze of cobalt blue irises, icy light, the bishop. But certainly very little else could have seen before. My mother? No memory. Only moments. I briefly heard the heartbeat of my mother. It was my home then. My first discovered the world: my mother's chest as I heard the thud that deep and weary. Then there was another, only the blue eyes of Bishops.
All my life I was thrown from world to world, to fight, or 'retrieve'. Since rose to the rank of lieutenant became a recovery. Scorching
to know what it was my destiny, I tried to speed up:
- Lord, let me ask you details on the protocol ...
U10 - Sure. I appreciate your willingness to work.
with slow and stately, the Bishop moved on the panel of holographic transmission. He danced his finger in the air and immediately took the form of liquid on a wall of the sequence of circles 'Shunzo mnir', our time-space mapping of the quadrants. The bishop is an elegant minuet with the index finger, hitting one of those circles, who reacted like a pond suddenly hit by a stone.
expanded its concentric circles, until it becomes large as our own room. Then the scene was familiar: the sequence of enpeptidi, our points of reference of the time-space.
- These are the coordinates of where the recovery will occur. - Said the Bishop. I watched the whole
well designed from the sequence and replied:
- Lord, is not the world towards which we are sailing?
- It is. But do not worry about it. We know the region better than its own inhabitants.
- E 'inhabited by humans, is not it?
- It 's true. But do not think they are similar to our priests, dear Anhyan. Humans are a different breed ...
land - And ... and how do they differ from their fellow priests?
- First of all, most of them are mostly a flock anonymous, which pulses rather low, easy to restrain. There are thousands that fail to contain their lust for chaos, by a slavish and constant monitoring of these infinitesimally small needs. And if any among them should learn to be better, surpassing its imi instincts, such as simple reaction we would only increase his needs.
- They're all like that?
- not all but most. But since you have to work with 'not all that' I have to warn you. If they discover your identity or they catch you in the size U10-A, where you act, there will be no hope for you, you slaughtered ... And believe me, if you detach from the flock of their kind, these people become very adept perceive in your steps. The U10 is the One-dimensional parallel more dangerous for those who must work closely with these individuals. But it is the only one that allows to optimally interfere with the size of their world. I say, in ten thousand years of working with this small group of humans, I lost many units. Do you trust more: a hundred rescue missions, only two or three, are back. It 's a huge sacrifice of elements valid, a colossal waste of resources in the selection of the bloodlines of your kind, suitable for this purpose, with a sacred purpose. For this purpose, conscious part of you die, your silence on the sad fate .-
- I swear this, Lord. Death does not bother me at all.
In reality at that moment my mind flashed the thought: no one gave me an alternative. The 'sacred aim' of my superiors had always been my one tomorrow.
The Bishop nodded: - Well, then proceed with the display of details.
then listened to the mission
- The recovery will take place on a human subject, who apparently acquired some information, which we are not sure about the origin. We think, however, that the detector is a hostile element, or, worse, a traitor Lacerta. -
With a lump in my throat, I asked the reason for that idea.
The Bishop answered: - Why is that person knows the array of tables Misteriche, e si tratta di un’informazione assolutamente irraggiungibile per un abitante di quel mondo. E’, quindi, logico che possieda un canale di informazione. E l’unico canale oltre il Rango Nero, o un Lacerta della tua linea di sangue, può essere solo un Elemento Ostile.
- Un…un Elemento Ostile?.... – balbettai con ansia crescente.
- Sì, ha inteso bene. –
- C’è da preoccuparsi? Come faccio a battermi se lo incontro? Non possiedo uno stato adeguato a sostenere un duello…- continuai
- Lo so benissimo. I Lacerta non hanno ma combattuto con un Elemento Ostile. A dire il vero non sappiamo neppure che reazioni potresti avere nell’incontrarlo.
- Ma if I have to deal with it, I do not steal my fate. Usai
the target instead of the subjunctive, because now I considered the whole affair as the thin, evil, punishment of the Bishop to my thirst for philosophy ... and because it felt like a sentence from my inalienable future.
- Very good. - Said, in response to my statement - I rejoice in being able to be served by such an efficient scale. I will think much of your courage if you manage to stay alive, Captain. -