The secret becomes clear
- Hey Aya, guess what I found out?
A man in a good mood approached his friend, he was eager to tell about the find, but ...
- Pierce, what do you need?
Aya was out of sorts. She had been sent on a new assignment and now she was fiddling in the trunk of her brand new sedan, constantly shifting things from corner to corner and thinking about what she could take with her on a mission.
- Whoa, are you so mad about the new assignment?
Pierce caught the tension in the air at once, scratching the back of his head in bewilderment.
- Wouldn't you be angry?" Without looking at Pierce, Aya replied as she busied herself with her gear.
- Uh… Okay, I have great news for you!" I dug up something about the implant you found...
Now Aya was distracted from her work and turned into one large ear, deigning to look at her friend. He mockingly shook the package with the aforementioned implant in front of her.
— So, spit it out, Pierce!
- This is a microtransmitter - the latest technology! Someone could control those monsters in the tower.
- What? How about livestock? And if you think about it ... They even had name tags on them.
What she heard surprised Aya and the recent events that happened to her the day before surfaced in her head.
- "Night of the Killer Cows?" - Pierce joked. - Seriously, why would anyone be able to distinguish between these monsters?. What's the point of this?
- I don't know any more about this than you do, - Aya shrugged, also interested in this fact. - All I know is that I'm going to the desert.
Enthusiasm in the words of Aya and did not smell.
- Speaking of the desert ... - Pierce remembered why, in fact, he approached his friend. - I found grains of sand on the implant.
- Sand?
- I did a deeper analysis and learned that he was from the Mojave Desert. By the way, do you remember yesterday's call from the little girl? Guess where he was from?
- Are you saying… - Aya is not stupid and added two plus two, realizing where her friend was driving.
- To the point, Aya, Mojave! I was able to trace the call, don't ask me what it cost, the outgoing call came from the town of Dryfield. Well, how do you like the news? Impressive?
- Wrong word… Wait, my trip, the implant, the little girl—could this be related to the events at Acropolis as well?
- Probably. So, cheer up, Aya!
- Pierce... Thanks for the info.
Now Aya's thoughts were occupied with recent events and that phone call, on the eve of the attack of a new kind of NMC on the Acropolis.
What could it be?
Daytime Dreams
I finally learned what sleep is enough, but ...
What the hell was that?!
I... I just had a dream of a charming blonde, chatting with some strange guy with glasses.
I woke up.
Kind of a strange dream, to be honest. What type? What the… Well, she looks like the Aya in the photo, so it's out of the question, but… But! What the hell was it all about? Is it my brain that has been loved by unconventional methods for so long that the problems started?
Argh, how difficult!
Once you wake up, it would be nice to eat.
In general, Douglas is a normal man, fed him, put him to bed, didn't even bother ... So, where is he? And then he chases monsters, but doesn't want to feed little girls ?! Disorder!
He has the trailer in such a place that there's nothing special to do here ... And let's not say that they won't come here, especially now that they can burn for a sweet soul just by getting too close to me. Try to explain this to an outsider… In general, what? Oh yes, relative safety and resort, so to speak.
I settled down with all the comforts. Sprawled out on the bed Douglas gave me.
And also…
There is a dog sleeping on the rug nearby. Turns out the guy has his own dog. Cool…
After lying down for a while, I realized that I still want to eat. So I gotta get my skinny ass up and look for Douglas to bring me food. I wonder if it will be possible to persuade him to get into the store at the gas station or a law-abiding citizen? I want fast food, cola, ice cream and sweets! After all, my childhood has just begun and I can't miss it! How did it happen? Some kind of law will not stand between me and a happy life! You just have to dump somewhere outside of America, otherwise ... Who protected the evil scientists from the Vault there? Is it really our democratic government?
What to choose? Canada? Mexico? Europe? Go crazy and settle in the Russian Federation? Or where better to return to their historical homeland, to Japan? So many options and they all have the right to life.
A dog, yes... So obedient and quick-witted, just like my golems. I hope they are secure enough. I won't have to bury their corpses in the desert later, will I? I don't want to lose so many loyal and reliable gunners... comrades.
— Hey, buddy, where's Douglas? Will you take me to him?
The lying dog perked up and even waved its tail.
Okay, what a young lady. Now I'll get dressed and immediately take a walk after him, otherwise where has it been seen, so that waking up and not dressed, walking around the district? My panties don't have to be that popular.
Hmm, yes.
What am I talking about? Having dressed, she stroked the dog and went after him. So cool... Should I get my own dog too? Collars, muzzles, leashes, whips, mistresses… So, this is a little different. Although I have golems. Then give them nicknames to look more like pets than artificial bioweapon soldiers.
Idea.
As a result, the dog brought me to a car repair shop, where a man was fiddling with an old truck. Monsters are monsters, and men's affairs have not gone away.
Hah...
- Woke up already?
- I can afford it, I have nowhere to rush, - I shrug.
- I thought so too when I was your age, - Douglas chuckled. In vain he ... At two years old, few people are able to think logically. - I didn't have time to look back, when I became an old man, all day long engaged in the repair and dismantling of cars.
If he's an old man, I don't even know what to say. It seems to be well preserved ... Where is he before me, at two I look at all twelve. Hmm ... I'm not going to die at ten of old age? Will I not become an ancient old woman in a couple of months? It kind of scares me to know something like this.
- I will appreciate every moment, - nevertheless, I found an answer. "And sound sleep is generally priceless! But what about breakfast?
- Oh ... I forgot that guests need to be treated. Come on, I'll think of something.
I don't get it, is he trolling me? Is this damn old man trolling me? Yes, he is nuts, right? Feed me honor! Where else would he find such a pretty half-Asian? I am a very sweet girl.
And then he forgot.
These people need to be reeducated.
To Douglas's credit, he quite conscientiously decided to feed me, he even turned on the TV while he was sorting out the cooking.
Well, what? A very worthwhile pastime. Yes, the outback, yes, a town in one place in the world, but ... Somehow it's even a lamp. Well, cool. Such a simple and carefree life. You can walk outside, play with pets, watch cartoons on TV and eat a juicy burger with cola.
Just a fairy tale! Childhood dream of a quiet carefree life.
But who said it would be so good?
