In a distant future humanity achieved such a level of technological advancement it was able to breach the borders of three-dimensional reality and move to the multiverses of multidimensions. But some of us were too afraid to move on. So, they stayed...
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We arrived at the outskirts of Ilari after sunset. The entrance to the city from the north was blocked by countless wagons drawn by just anyone. The closer to the city, the more abandoned junk was lying around. The man was sobbing, hugging his favorite pillow. The girl was saying goodbye to her pet lizard the size of a cart. Shouts, cries, hubbub and the creaking of wheels merged into an agitated sea of anxiety that struck travelers even on the approach to the city. If before, in the desert, there was hope in their eyes, then here, in the seething fear of the crowd, it drowned and choked in tears and moans.
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The people fled from the "shooting stars" that sow death. No one knew anything about the fifth moon, Rob, or the invasion. Everyone believed in the end of the world and the punishment of the moons who sent their children to kill them. I heard some woman claim that this is all a punishment for believing in the sacred DVD box and the legacy of the Outs. And she was right in some way.
"It's too dangerous here," Sha Zumm said, looking around the crowd.
"What do you suggest?" I asked.
"Throw me on the wall, I'll try to get to the checkpoint."
The cyborg pointed to the gate, where the crowd was reaching. I grabbed the cart and lifted myself up on the wheel. The wall was clearly visible even in the dark. But what was behind it and where to land Sha Zumma, I had no idea.
"What if I miss? You'll just fall off the wall."
"The risk is within acceptable limits," the Cyborg shrugged.
I closed my eyes and wished Sha Zumma on the wall. And the next moment I saw him dangling on the edge, holding on to one of the ledges. Ricochets of bullets flashed next to him. I closed my mouth in horror and began to calm my breathing to wish him back. But the Cyborg pulled himself up and disappeared behind the battlements of the loopholes.
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