“… – Listen to me! - Bakai began. His voice, already hoarse, had become noticeably weaker lately, which seemed to confirm the talk about drunkenness. – Big people from Earth are coming to us. Very big. But not with the inspection. They want to have fun - to watch the meat cut and fry itself. The meat is you. There was such silence that the distant hum of air regenerators could be heard. The colonists stood dumbfounded. The connecting rod was a grated roll, but I couldn’t even imagine this. True, local legends reached him, but he didn’t believe them. He didn’t believe much at all. – Have you heard about gladiators? – Bakai continued. – So you will be in their shoes...”