It was darkness, fretting, not letting go one step, gnawing at the soul and surging upon the body with all the painful pressure. It remained to be understood whether Ive really did not know or specifically did such an action.
The master of darkness and of tricks Bengalius Cheshkerston, only he could help in the investigation, to protect random people, and to transform the problem into a quiet life. Jack Waiton addressed him a little later, but almost on time, just before the battle against evil.
Chapter twentieth.
One day after, behind the secret deals of detective Waiton... The part of a meeting, which could give the rewards to the evil Goodyear`s try to take more riches.
- The mirror is hanging on the wall, showing my face only to me.
I see the smooth surface soft, and at the same time pointed, details of which it is made... - said Alex, meting Jack and shacked his hand by his hand.
He entered in the room, after few days of his escape.
- There, inside, under a thick layer of glass board, is a thin layer of silver that reflects the image, the light and absorbs any emotion... - Alex tried to say better, but nothing good didn't said.
- Projection? Why would someone project from evilness, pain, excessive pleasure, provoke unreasonable acts? I don’t know... - asked Jack Waiton, washing his arms into the warm and clean water.
- I need protection, some kind of effective amulet against the very energy of the mirror, otherwise it will kill me with its properties and those actions that were sent by someone against me. It was alien, hostile magic, but it existed! - Alex washed hands too, and added the tea in his cup, drank it all in one minute.
- The only question is: "if you have everything you need, you rejoice at every moment, you feel great, you get maximum positive impressions, then why, for whatever reason, do you reflect rage?" - Detective surprised.
- I do not need your explanations, I just do not understand it. I fell again yesterday, but I barely restrained the pipes of the old radiator... - Alex told experience.
- Were they covered? - Jack asked, opened the files of the affairs.
- They were covered in stainless paint! Therefore, there is no stickiness, no reflection, no water after touching. I found protection! - photographer answered, looking into windows of work cabinet.
But the guest didn`t something at all, sitting into armchair, and shifting his eyes from place to place round the room.
Chapter twenty-first.
So hard return to reality and to the Past, when you forgot about tears and fallens, knowing: "Tomorrow I will be better, then I was yesterday. Was somebody`s may be unfortunate day of work?"
You can’t know about the future. And, of course, you never will imagine the results of the closing moments behind and after.
I`m collapsing star, I`m invisible. Later, will you awesome?
I`m so far, for you I will be not able to come.
- And now, about what we will talking?
- How about what? Yeah, about me! I’m clever, I`m beautiful, I`m moderately well-fed man.
- This good lack and without you.
- I'm also talented!
Looking up the frozen mirror, Alex returned to the real cabinet of Jack Waiton, and drinking again the half of cup of coffee, he answered to the questions, understanding, about what detective asked his.
- Probably, you think, I did that and forgot the mistakes?
- I am doing nothing bad for you.
- Of course, I was dreamed around you. Excuse me. I woke up now. Are you want to continue the audio archive record?
- But now we will stop. You are warm. Go to the next room and freeze little. Go back after few minutes. Let`s go.
- Indifferent particular changes in any minutes, doing the chances to me. Future, how a portal door, closes my steps in not the time for me... said Alex, entered to corridor, exiting the detective`s room, blowing up on his hands, trying to become normal.
- Isn`t secret magic?
- My last classmates were disappeared from the field of attention with their false names.
- What it meaning for the reality?
- I could find anybody from they.
- Their lives are not so interesting and you should avoid they together your business...
- Better!
- What is a "leadership"?
- Is it the brokenness of talking? Is it the strange attention in the time of education?
- What is it in real deal?
- Be careful, they know your straights and weakness, opportunities and neutral levels. They aren’t your friends at all. Remember about it.
- I understand it. Once I asked Goodyear, "what you need from me? Why the portal is closing not in the time for me? Answer to me, one a minute!" He told: "Because, if you are with all other people go to the anywhere, you are forgetting about yourself, helping your strange thoughts".
- Are you remember first life of you? One you stay along with your stops and fringe-line. Sometimes, the tape become dusty, and is not important, what the one have on the envelope of that.
- Yes, you all right now. What I need to do with my destiny and problems, pointing Goodyear and Walter Berrow?
- I don`t to say right for you, don`t know, what is better in these. Do you think self?
- It is so hard, when somebody break your plans, when you are in good mood. It is strange..
- Somebody think, that it is your egoism, and do the fringes for you, against you.
- What you need? Dressing up and going to the lessons? Sleeping and awaking every morning? Is it bad?
- For somebody it is bad and is it your egoism.
- Think better.
Chapter twenty second.
- I know, we can assume that the result is important to others, but it does not matter what the result is, and whose outcome it is. To invest the whole soul, all the time - why, if the result can be selected by others. It is better to write poems to order - no one will take your manuscripts other than clients.
Spending time and emotions on proving your work, when the time to hand over the work is over - this is your deed without meaning. When you try to recover to the previous position or move to another, preparing all the necessary and new materials for work and testing by the deadline, then someone who doesn’t know at all is wedged into your problem and throws away, mixes all the “playing cards”. It is not worth it...
You can sit and think about your behavior, all kinds of thoughts, about the consequences of your inaction, everything.
Meaning can be found in other people's requests. They promised to help you in return for your time, and did not help at the right time, but you tried and got something completely different.