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The city seemed unprepossessing to me. An ordinary log wall is not higher than two meters. Behind him were visible flimsy houses without visible luxury. The gloomy soldiers were bored at the gates. The same soldiers stood on the wall. The small queue of those wishing to enter at the gate did not evoke good memories. Customs is tough everywhere. So this is a thorough review. But I don’t have any documents. Even passports. Got a phone. The plate is broken. I pressed. Empty. Discharged. And also new. Must be charged from magnetic fields. It had everything. And digital documents and a card and a travel card between the planets. My whole life is on the phone.

– Who are they? – Said an old guard in mail and with a halberd.

– I’m Aralia Orlova, here are my documents.

She held out the iron tablet that hung on her chest. The guard briefly examined her and returned her back. Then he looked at me.

– And this one? Kind of painfully strange. You are mad, are not you? Here’s a freak. I don’t need sick people in the city.– He spat vilely at my feet. Others in line began to move away from me.