Cold... very cold... and lonely... Well done, Jane ... Did you want an adventure?.. Extreme?.. Sometimes when you read a book, you want to be one of her characters, to be same strong and brave, to make feats in the name of good, but in deeds ... Oh, in deeds, it turns out quite differently ...

  I was "discharged" in a couple of days after the "mini-interrogation". Then I was given my clothes back and moved into a dark cell. Scars healed after five days, but throat continued hurt unbearably, though it was seared by flames. Even saying something was painful (some sounds I generally couldn't pronounce)... I ate a little... and I was always thirsty... It was terribly scary there... I wanted to go home, to parents, to friends... and even to the school, which now, compared to this place seemed like a resort...

  But one "perfect" morning  2 robots-guards had gone to my cell. They cuffed my hands in front and went with me into the labirinth of numerous corridors and tunnels. In the end, our "squad" came to a gently sloping lifting... Fresh wind... So, it meant, that we were going up to the surface... At the end of the corridor was a door; a few seconds later it opened and a huge compartment appeared before my eyes. It was a military bunker in height, probably a two-story house. There were a lot of different types of transport: tanks, boats, ATVs, motorcycles, helicopters, etc.  All robots were busy with their business: some of them repaired engines, others were checking the amount of ammunition, some just were standing at the post. Robots-guards shoved me in the back and after a couple of meters moved me to the side. A few minutes later through the same door came another small squad of robots-guards, and behind them was General. That day there was a maroon coat upon Him with black lining and slightly frayed edges. When the cyborg came into the room, He started coughing again. I smiled: in such a situation, my mom would call Him a heavy smoker. The next moment, General abruptly turned his head and glared at me. "You think that's funny, huh?" - He dully hissed through his vokalayzer. My smile instantly vanished. "That's better..." When the cyborg went past, robots again shoved me in the back and ordered to follow him. At the gate on the opposite side of the hopper was a bike, and something very similar to the ATV. That "something" was intended for me and robots... Siren was heard; Robots seated in machines. Everyone froze, only cyborg occasionally stepped on the gas of his motorcycle. The gates opened, and I blinked from glare, burst into the bunker. After a few days spent in almost total darkness, daylight seemed blinding. But when my eyes got used to it, I saw in front of me a huge, lifeless desert that stretched to the horizon. Among the white sand there was no the slightest hint of vegetation (even between the stones, which laid in small groups, it was impossible to see a withered grass). Small gold clouds slowly floated across the sky which was red as blood. The air was unbearable hot, and it seemed to me that if I go out there, I will immediately melt as a wax figure, which was thrown into the fire. There was the sound winding of motors and General immediately rushed up and drove to the "land of sand"; other cars followed Him. Cyborg was driving fast enough; His cape was waving in the wind as a small battle flag. Caravan of tanks and ATV tried to keep up with his commander. The endless minutes of the road dragged. The landscape didn't chang; wherever you look, there were only white dunes and barkhans... But finally, a dark stripe appeared somewhere far ahead on the horizon. As we approached, this stripe was gradually increasing in size, and, finally, it has grown into a huge ridge of high black rocks. When we drove up to it almost closely, I saw the path of fine gravel, leading to one of the many gorges. A few seconds later Cyborg increased speed and disappeared around the bend. The caravan followed Him. In the gorge there was was cool enough; canyon wriggled like a snake among the steep rocks. I tried to count the turns, but after the 45th, I lost count (if I came here without a guide, I would probably get lost). A few minutes later gently sloping ascent began. Then the road of gravel has been replaced with steel plates, and we went to the bridge. It stretched across a huge gorge, connecting two black range and far below could be seen a bottom strewn with sharp boulders. Further bridge smoothly into the road about a kilometer long, winding around the cliffs; it was attached to the steep walls by steel beams. After road was replaced with another bridge that linked 2 rocks. But thas mountain was not high and it had a flat tip. And there... there was something that I had never seen... As I said, I love to read books. My favorite are about different galaxies and planets, the battles on spaceships,.. but to see one of them  with own eyes ... Yes, it is an incomparable delight... There was a huge ship on the cliff (tall with a twenty-story house and a length of almost 1.5 kilometers). He was rectangular in the middle, rounded at the sides and had a sharp prow; on the top of it could be considered a bridge with large windows. Along the entire body there were holes with heavy guns. The ship was grey with red and black stripes on the sides. And somewhere in the front was a strange inscription in an unknown language...Name... I wonder what was the name of the ship?.. Maybe something that was related with evil?.. Why?.. Well, if you saw numerous battle scars and marks on the casing, then you surely would have thought of the same thing...