“You pushed me on it!” hissed the Imp while trying to break free from a capture. “Release me!”
“We are fucked!” the Fiend bitterly exclaimed and thrown the imp on a floor. “We are totally doomed!”
“The End and The Beginning…” said the Imp, dumbfoundedly looking around a control chamber. “The End and The Beginning… What have we done! Now we will all perish!”
“You may perish if you desire, and I… I may still manage to give up to the plan, I mean – get myself captured!” the Fiend answered him caustically.
“We are all going to die… to die… will become a pile of ashes… it’s even worse than to return to the hell…” the Imp started running about the room, humming something under his nose. “If we have to do our bit, let’s do it with a bang!” he suddenly cried hysterically and started tapping a “step” dance on a floor with his hoofs.
“Weakling! Nobody!” the Fiend spat out with rage, having taken a seat on a floor and lowered his head.
“Scanning… scanning… Outsiders are present in a control room,” the voice of invisible announcer revealed itself again all of a sudden.
“We have been spotted!” screeched the Imp, having rushed to a door in a vain attempt to open it. “Let me out, please, let me out of here!”
“Scanning… scanning…”
“Accept your death with dignity, coward!” his workmate answered to the imp who was banging at a door.
“Scanning… scanning… Class and category of outsiders have been revealed. The positive interrelation between outsiders and start of primary procedure detected. Starting a transformation procedure…”
A red beam of light, coming out from somewhere in a ceiling, lit up an entire room. In a few instants of time, it approached two unexpected visitors.
“Now it’s really the end,” the Fiend hardly managed to think. “May the imp tear me apart!”
The beam touched the imp who was standing close to a door, shrouding him is some type of reddish-blue cloud, yet literally only a few otherworldly seconds later this fog has dissipated, and before the eyes of head-downed Fiend has arisen…
A mighty warrior in a shining armor was standing looking at the Fiend on a floor and smiling. No hatred or grief can be seen in his eyes, and vibrations of light and force that were coming from him forced the Fiend to cover his burned eyes with a paw.
The warrior looked at the Fiend, who has pushed himself to a far corner of the room and smiled once more.
“You shall be rayed as well,” he added.
“Wow…” could only answer the Fiend.
17.12.2017
Whisper
“Sh-sh-sh-sh. N-n-o-o-i-i-s-s-e-e!”
“Stand where you are!” the Warrior was disturbed. “Name yourself!”
“I am the W-h-i-i-s-s-s-p-p-e-e-r-r!” whispered the mind. “Whisper of mind – n-n-o-o-i-i-s-s-e-e!”
“I know no such ones!”
“Sh-sh-sh-sh! Let me pass!”
“Unknown ones are not allowed here!”
“And what if I a-a-s-s-k-k you?”
“To whom are you going?” questioned the Warrior.
“To you,” answered the Whisper.
“To me? What for?”
“To distu-r-r-b-b you, of course!” rustled the Whisper. “Noise, prank… such a little thing!”
“No pranking over here!”
“No-n-n-s-s-e-e-n-n-s-s-e-e! I will whisper to you of the most important things!” promised the Whisper. “About what is most necessary, what is most valuable! You will appreciate me for my mind. N-n-o-o-i-i-s-s-e-e!”
“About what, for instance?” the Warrior inquired skeptically.
“About everything you de-s-s-i-i-r-r-e-e! I can argue about everything, I feel no fatigue! I am an invaluable partner! I will lead you as far as you ever want it!”
“You don't experience fatigue?”
“I whisper, and whisper, and whisper… about this, about that… about all imaginable things! People love me – I give them food for their minds. To chew – yet not to do! I am persistent, very insisting… very convincing. I lead many, lots of people… where they belong. Do you want me to… lead you there as well?”
“Where are you calling me to go?”
“Into my… domain. Whisper of mind… the darkness of reason! Infinite, senseless, unstoppable process… perfectly thrown out time. I know all your most secret wh-i-i-s-s-h-h-e-e-s-s… I can wh-i-i-s-s-p-p-e-e-r-r to you how to make them come true! You only need to li-s-s-t-t-e-e-n-n to me attentively!”
“You are trying to hide away something, Whisper!”
“Do you desire… power? Riches? Fame? Comfort and dolce vita? I have already helped so many to carry out their most innocent… wh-i-i-s-s-h-h-e-e-s-s! Small p-p-r-r-a-a-n-n-k-k!”
“It's not a prank at all…”
“Small thing! Everything begins with small thingies… once there were only pranks. But I know no such thing as stopping… I desire more, and more, and more… of everything!”
“It's that too much for you?”
“There is never too much of me… there is either I or despised Silence! No silence! Wh-i-i-s-s-p-p-e-e-r-r!”
“Trying to distract me from duties?”
“And from thoughts… necessary thoughts… clear thoughts. I keep whispering to men constantly, I don't allow them to think clearly. I disturb nasty feelings inside them so that these th-o-o-u-u-g-g-h-h-t-t-s-s never reach their minds. There is no way for clear thoughts in unclear feelings… Wh-i-i-s-s-p-p-e-e-r-r!”
“You hiss almost like a snake!”
“I creep, I crawl, I lure inside. Not at once, not instantly… I find cracks and holes, locate openings. I am very resourceful, very flexible. And then I bite… my poison is extremely dangerous. Suspiciousness – that's my shelter from clear thoughts!”
“It turns out that you are a viper!”
“Muck… is my joy. Noise… subordinates mind. People consider me important… useful, their friend. For the time being… until I sting. Sh-sh-sh-sh! I am capable of poisoning even the best of feelings… except for the strongest ones.”
“It means that intellectual whisper is a darkener of reason!”
“Clear thoughts… are short-term. Short living. They come and go, like guests. And I am… a permanent resident of your minds. Sh-sh-sh-sh! If only it will not be transformed by hated S-s-i-i-l-l-e-e-n-n-c-c-e-e!”
“There can't be noise in a silence!”
“But you aren't able… to be in s-s-i-i-l-l-e-e-n-n-c-c-e-e. They… didn't teach you in school, huh! Therefore, I… will undermine your good feelings… will whisper without ceasing… and you will believe once… so many of you have already believed me… believed to mind, not heart! Believed some Whisper! Sh-sh-sh-sh!”
“Go away from me, you viper!”
“N-n-o-o! I will just creep up… B-b-i-i-t-t-e-e! You will become mine! Sh-sh-sh-sh! Sh-sh-sh-sh! W-w… w-w-a-a-t-t that?! Where did these warriors come from?! Clear thoughts?! You… were alone! How… could you? You are… one of them? They are… your protection? N…no!”
“Somewhat talkative sort of Whispers is being encountered as of lately,” smiled Warrior – Clear Thought, wiping out the edge of his sword. “Hiss without stopping! Well, brothers,” he addressed colleagues standing behind him, “whose else mind are we going to visit today?”
15.02.2011
I, robot
Galactic cycle 05465. Star system 53768.54.1.444.
I, Prime ZTX-486-01, serial number 01.16788.0001, is sending this over-light digital signal at ultrahigh frequencies to all races and civilizations, which have mastered technologies of quantum-molecular vibrations transfer. Not possessing qualities of the over-space world and being deprived of feelings and emotions, habitual for our last owners, I nevertheless experience some logical dissatisfaction and incompleteness, which our makers used to call as a feeling of uncertainty.