This is not worth talking about here, all sorts of dangerous contractors are watching my every word to find a bat. Theyve even set up an account for those who can get their hands on the very last living scientist bat. All the riches of the earth, and even the neighboring planet, were promised. Therefore, I wont lie, but I cant say in which galaxy the mouse is now. Silent-silent. But know one thing, he found something important, very significant, even more expensive than the reward announced for him. So it goes.
But about the engineers mole, I can tell you one interesting thing. Just imagine how this mole, in a few days, managed not only to open a short wormhole into the portal to the other side of the earth, thats how they later began to call it, by the way, and so it means that he opened this amazing hole, and what do you think? All the animals of the world mixed up and moved into his world, wolves, Amur tigers, pandas, wolverines, snakes For the snakes, of course, the mole was happy, he hadnt eaten his favorite food for a long time, and this is his food, so to speak since then favorite. No one has seen this engineer, but every week, amazing things happen all over the planet. Either a dinosaur falls from the clouds, then a Mammoth lives on the street, and a prehistoric man produces fire in a cave. Recently, huge rabbit centipedes jumped out of the ground, and instead of dragons, pterodactyls began to fly without a scarf and handkerchiefs. The frogs are now afraid to go outside, they say they are afraid of dragonflies and flies that have become the size of a bull. Oh, fathers, sparrows! Could such a tiny mole have been able to open a gap between time and space.
Once, he even got into Einsteins room and stole his sandwich from there. When Einstein noticed the hole, the mole waved its paw at him and smiled. After the sandwich is lost, Einstein looks for a way to get it back. Since then, the scientists hair, rumor has it, never obeys him from shock, even glue did not help, and scissors broke. And once, walking through the holes, the mole went into Lermontovs room when he was reading a letter from Mendeleev. Seeing him, Lermontov curled up on the floor and asked him not to tell anyone about love with the old man. After all, he was ten years older than Mendeleev, and with such a big difference in age, marriage was not allowed and they were executed if they found out. The mole smiled, scratched his head, and then changed the channel. He fell for a long time, maybe an hour or five minutes, there really is no time here. He got to Elizabeth II, she neighed like a horse, that she began to turn into a horse, her hooves and tail grew. Immediately the mole ran away from there. He didnt particularly like horses. And once in the room of Leonardo da Vinci and Galileo, the mole could sit here for months, watching new discoveries. Then he flew away, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief, because he would miss them very much. And once, he got into the magical world, they confused the mole with a glass and kissed him on the mouth, trying to drink wine. The mole also does not like magic anymore. He almost choked, and something flew in his stomach. It was anthrax. If you start an ulcer, a stranger could grow. I had to tinker and fly into the future for a cure. Hire the Terminator and Predator to escort you to other worlds. the mole could sit here for months, watching new discoveries. Then he flew away, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief, because he would miss them very much. And once, he got into the magical world, they confused the mole with a glass and kissed him on the mouth, trying to drink wine. The mole also does not like magic anymore. He almost choked, and something flew in his stomach. It was anthrax. If you start an ulcer, a stranger could grow. I had to tinker and fly into the future for a cure. Hire the Terminator and Predator to escort you to other worlds. the mole could sit here for months, watching new discoveries. Then he flew away, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief, because he would miss them very much. And once, he got into the magical world, they confused the mole with a glass and kissed him on the mouth, trying to drink wine. The mole also does not like magic anymore. He almost choked, and something flew in his stomach. It was anthrax. If you start an ulcer, a stranger could grow. I had to tinker and fly into the future for a cure. Hire the Terminator and Predator to escort you to other worlds. If you start an ulcer, a stranger could grow. I had to tinker and fly into the future for a cure. Hire the Terminator and Predator to escort you to other worlds. If you start an ulcer, a stranger could grow. I had to tinker and fly into the future for a cure. Hire the Terminator and Predator to escort you to other worlds.
But the Gorgon, already seven years retired, the snakes have withered, covered with dust, withering, no strength. But thats not the point. Here she has a bed, she left the room where she stands a long time ago, but everything is not just like that, you understand. Little people live in that bed, if you cant see them that way, but if you zoom in through a microscope, a hundred thousand people are running around there, with maps and tools, building houses, inventing rockets and airplanes, building machines and firms. Once the Gorgon slept here, but at one fine moment, something began to prick her in the side. Something stuck on her. She got up, believe it or not, and noticed some kind of needle. I tried to pull it out, the whole bed was raised. And it turned out to be a skyscraper of these people. Up to the sky. How and who built it, there is no idea, but Gorgon feels that the magic of the great sorcerers and black druids is involved here. One of them just once disarmed her. People themselves do not yet fully understand where they are and who they are. But they are developing. For them, the whole bed is a huge galaxy. Someday they will definitely break out of there or create magnifying rays, but then, all of you are praying here, there are millions of them, or maybe trillions, if they become large, Saturn will not be enough for them. Therefore, the Gorgon keeps the room closed, you never know, albeit cramped, but not offended. What tightness can we talk about, by the way, when they do not even know about the existence of this world. He sprinkles them with salt so that they do not deteriorate, and sometimes he throws memes into the room so that development ceases to be. Someday they will definitely break out of there or create magnifying rays, but then, all of you are praying here, there are millions of them, or maybe trillions, if they become large, Saturn will not be enough for them. Therefore, the Gorgon keeps the room closed, you never know, albeit cramped, but not offended. What tightness can we talk about, by the way, when they do not even know about the existence of this world. He sprinkles them with salt so that they do not deteriorate, and sometimes he throws memes into the room so that development ceases to be. Someday they will definitely break out of there or create magnifying rays, but then, all of you are praying here, there are millions of them, or maybe trillions, if they become large, Saturn will not be enough for them. Therefore, the Gorgon keeps the room closed, you never know, albeit cramped, but not offended. What tightness can we talk about, by the way, when they do not even know about the existence of this world. He sprinkles them with salt so that they do not deteriorate, and sometimes he throws memes into the room so that development ceases to be.
Here Pinocchio, once, for the sake of all good things, noticed that, taking scissors in his hands and playing with him just like that, he breaks the matter of time and space. The frail boy did not immediately notice this, only partly due to the fact that he saw the whole of reality. Sheets and rolls of space fell into his lap, torn and crumbled in the air, and he realized that the air was not air. That all the air is actually the universe, but someone elses it, those who lived in it. The planets crashed against the waves, rolled out of their orbits and flew down into his lap. That is why the inhabitants of those galaxies and planets also died. The boy no longer cuts the air with scissors, but looks for people, looking at the air, in order to save them and transfer them to a flask where no one will cut them. But the air was endless, and the unknown galaxy, even more. He breathed them. Of course, for those residents until they die and are sucked into the boy, many million years will pass, but still, its bad to die, as Pinocchio believed. And then he stopped trying. Everything was arranged in such a way that it was so. And saving is not his task. After all, someone is also breathing them right now, and someone is also cutting their universe with scissors. He thought about it for a long time, that he fell out of the world and ended up in a mental hospital for his stupid theories. But here there was room for him. By swallowing sedatives, he could communicate with people from that planet. They looked at him and were surprised, asked questions, and the boy answered. Everyone around thought he was crazy, and he was the simplest boy who was just the first to see that world. When asked what he sees, he answered universes, time and space. Youre lying, they answered him, but he doesnt, look, the boy repeated. The nose didnt grow. He definitely didnt cheat. But people did not know that his nose grew from lying. So the boy lives there until now. Rotting. Doctors pour water on him to keep him from lying, and he couldnt tell the truth, which was the truth. For the truth, he was watered even more. The boards on the leg immediately swelled, an allergic reaction of Pinocchios body began. He began to age and wrinkle, rot, turning into dust.