a bitch. Here is our car, let’s follow me. I’ve been wanting to see you for a long time. And you ruined all my fun.
It was clear that Maria was offended. She pouted her lips and made an angry face. Although a pleasant one. I wanted to talk to her. But she refused. So we drove in silence. So I started looking out the window of the tinted car. Maybe it’s armored. But I would bet on the barrier. The sight of the city calmed me. Pleasant buildings are no higher than five floors. There are trees and joyful people everywhere. Although there were a lot of soldiers with blasters. And while driving through the alley I saw a girl of about eighteen being led to execution. I didn’t hear the shot. But maybe he was. This is what heaven looks like according to our dictator. Beautiful facade, but rusty core. Total fear and submission. Although there is less control on the outskirts of his country.
– Passengers, look at your license. – Said the rough male voice of the captain. He also works part-time as a driver. – This is the palace of our dictator Mirte. May his reign be eternal.
– We’ll be there soon. – Maria finally spoke. – So you need to shave. “She got everything she needed for such an occasion.” – You yourself or I can help.
– Myself. I can take a beard pill without help. You didn’t think I was using this junk. “I took the electric razor and threw it on the floor. Who do they take me for? For a cave dweller. Such devices have not been used for fifty years. Then he took a pill. The hair on my beard began to fall out. Convenient thing. Although it makes you feel dizzy afterward. But not for long, about five minutes.
– Now he will accept you. – Maria laughed, but then she said seriously. – And maybe he won’t execute. You have a long tongue. In all senses.
I bet I didn’t. All my life my character has let me down. Maybe he should really be silent more. Although I don’t know how to live like that.
In the distance I saw him. Palace of the ruler. The most beautiful building I’ve ever seen in my life, not counting the spilled condensed milk on the naked fan that was lying in my hotel room. All white, he was supposed to inspire awe. He coped with this task. A tall palace of two hundred floors. How long will the dictator have to fall if I overthrow him? These thoughts made me smile. Maria got it all wrong.
– I like the palace too. I just fell in love with him. It was built in just a year. Under his personal supervision.
– How many people died during the construction of this sarcophagus?
– No more than a hundred for sure. Although ten designers were shot afterwards. They placed toilets next to the kitchen. And he doesn’t like it. I’ve only been there once. When my hero received a referral to you.
– What is a hundred people for such a yes? You are all the same. Office rats. “I said, seeing how she winced. I wanted to kiss my nose. He’s so cute. But he didn’t. “Although you are the cutest of rats.” I would take you in a cage to live with me.
“If you ask nicely, I might agree.” – She winked at me. It’s not for nothing that they say that people with normal psyches do not go to such bodies. Especially in the twenty-second century.
Luckily, we arrived and the conversation ended there. Her obsession with me scared me. I knew such fans. At first everything goes smoothly with them. But as they get to know me better, they start scandals. Everything is wrong for them. Not according to their stupid fantasies. Although for now it’s beneficial for me. I can talk to her freely. Still won’t give in. If I had wanted to, I would have been thrown into space long ago for saying such words.
Near the palace we were met by an old bald butler in a tailcoat. There was no security. Although it wasn’t required. To enter the palace, we passed three checkpoints. Such a barrier cannot be overcome by resistance. They don’t even try. They are waiting.
– I welcome you, guests of the Palace of Justice and Happiness. I am his butler Sergei Dedul. “He smiled joyfully and bowed. – Great person. Our support and protection awaits you. You, dear Maria, are waiting on the first floor in the bar. He wants to talk to our guest Yuri alone. If anything happens, I’ll notify you. And you will receive another assignment.
– I will wait for your arrival. – Maria kissed me on the cheek and went to the palace. Then she turned on the white marble staircase and said. – My hero. Survive. “Then she quickly left.”
The butler just shrugged. Apparently he didn’t care. There are many guests like me who come. Fewer are leaving. He walked forward with his cheerful gait. I followed him. I thought that the palace of such a dictator would look like a dark crypt with torture chambers and gallows. But no, there were people inside in beachwear. The first floor reminded me more of a simple resort hotel. Nice music was playing. There is no screaming or moaning. Although there are plenty of them in the basements. As I heard. Even though I live in the provinces, I have access to the dark Internet.
The nice girl at the reception desk smiled at us and said, straightening her purple hair.
– Oh, new guest. Do you want a room with a view of the ruler’s statue or the sea?
– He’s not on vacation. He is his guest.
The grandfather said, pointing his finger up. Who does this dictator think he is? He aims too high. I touched the piece of metal in my hand behind my sleeve. Fine. I hid a small ice pick while we were driving. Maybe today will be his last day. How good life will be.
– That’s good. Elevator to the left. You know the password.
– I’ll figure it out somehow. – Said the old man.
We went to the elevator. Portraits of the dictator in various poses were everywhere. A statue describing his exploits. How disgusting he is to me. Three years of his reign were the worst time in his life. But then the elevator with pleasant music reached the two hundredth floor. We walked down a long narrow white corridor. It was empty. White carpets, white doors. Everything is white. What’s in this weirdo’s head?
– Here’s your door.
The old man said, stopping near a door without a sign. – The main thing is not to be insolent to him. He’s strict. But he loves to talk. So good luck. “He left and waved his hand near the elevator. The door closed behind him. I was left alone. Fear ran down my spine. I’ll see him. Even the thought alone is scary. He is the destroyer of millions. Appeared as if out of nowhere three years ago. Seized power. Keeps everyone depressed. A beast, not a man. I caught my breath and went in. He didn’t knock. Much honor for such a carrion.
– Peace be with you, hero Yuri. – Said the old man in the red tunic. He was exactly like in the portraits. Bossy. Proud. Nasty. Slippery. A beast in human form.
– Yes, Mirta. I came. – I began to come closer. The room was simple. Just a desk and two chairs. The window is open, behind it is a balcony. That’s my goal. – For your soul. “I quickly approached him. He took out a knife and stabbed him in the heart. Sparks came out of it. He turned out to be an android. He fell, I began to rejoice and kick him. – This is the end of you, creature.
– Bravo Yuri. – Said a female voice. “That’s how I imagined our meeting.” – The lady appeared out of thin air. A masking field is visible on it. – I am
