"The entire time they were flying, Rauch was refreshing his memory of the instructions on how to neutralize people suffering from glorification psychosis. As a last resort, they were even supposed to be killed." “There was literally steam coming from the investigators. Tseb was silent, sleeping and eating. The main one asked the experts: “Use everything, but the diagnosis is on a silver platter for me! Sniff to the last cell. Any research, equipment, whatever you want.” " - I'm ready, Mr. Investigator. I'm ready even for indecent questions. - Well, not everything is so rude. In general, first of all: can you harm yourself?" “Nye moved the scalpel to the side and said: “Throws, grabs and trampoline jumps are canceled. Now it’s my game.” And then with a sharp movement he took the pistol out of the holster and froze. He held it in his bent hand, with the muzzle up and did not move. Damn it! Sergeant!" Whannel shouted. "You can't!" "—No shadows or hints. The joy of life is in prolonging life."