I got it! To another world, at the behest of magicians who performed a forbidden ritual. What happens if I turn out to be the wrong one? Oh, you... And what do these Ku Klux Klansmen in black robes want from me? - Al, are you sure that she is the container of power? - asked one of those present. - No names needed! — the one they called Al snapped. — The summoning spell was exact from an ancient manuscript. — But it’s empty! — the third one was indignant. “I see it myself,” Al barked irritably. “And what are we going to do?” “Gentlemen, just a moment of attention,” I, Mira Rozhdestvenskaya, inserted myself into this dialogue. “If you made a mistake with something there, then I suggest you bring me back.” back. Read what you read there, summon your fog, and bring me home. Tomorrow is my second day of a scientific conference!