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. I want obedience from you, Mr.Wilson.Not initiative.Blind obedience andmindless bravery. Is that why you brought me to see Vicki s body? Hollis asked. You wantedto turn me into a perfect little soldier? Mother Blessing smiled coldly. I guess it didn t work. I want to destroy the people who killed Vicki.But I ve got my own way ofdoing things. You don t know the history of the Tabula and the Harlequins.This conflicthas been going on for thousands of years. And look what s happened.You Harlequins are so wrapped up in the past allyour little traditions that you ve lost the war. Linden sat down on a bench. I don t think we re entirely defeated.But weare at a turning point.It s time we did something. Mother Blessing spun around and faced the other Harlequin.Although her facewas a rigid mask, her dark green eyes were intense and focused. So now you reon Mr.Wilson s side? I m not on anyone s side, but it s time to face the enemy.The Tabula don tfear us anymore, madam.We ve been hiding for a long time. Mother Blessing touched her sword case as she moved around the clutteredroom.Hollis felt as if she wanted to kill someone just to prove that she wasPage 169 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlalive. Do you have a proposal? she asked Hollis. I want to travel to Berlin, contact the Free Runners there, and destroy theShadow Program. And you re going to do this alone? Looks that way. You ll fail completely unless a Harlequin is with you.Any successful planwill require my participation. And what if I don t want you to come along? Hollis asked. You don t have a choice, Mr.Wilson.What you re telling us is that you wantto be an ally, not a mercenary.All right, I ll accept that change of status.But even allies require supervision. Hollis let a few seconds pass, and then he nodded his head.Mother Blessingrelaxed slightly and smiled at Linden. I can t imagine why Mr.Wilsonwouldn t want to go to Berlin with me.I m just a pleasant middle-agedIrishwoman&. Oui, madame.Une femme Irlandaise& with a very sharp sword. 37At random intervals, the man with the blond braids and the black man wearingthe white lab coat would remove Gabriel from his cell and drag him downstairsto the school gymnasium.The long, narrow room still had bleachers on one sideand a wooden floor with red stripes painted on the edge.Instead of basketballand badminton, the room was used for the torture of prisoners.There were no new forms of torture in hell.All of the techniques used toinflict pain, fear, and humiliation had already been used in Gabriel s world.At some earlier time, the wolves had learned about the four barriers thatseparated their own realm from the others; their particular system of torturecorresponded to the barriers of air, fire, water, and earth.For the interrogation inspired by air, Gabriel s wrists were tied to a ropeand his arms twisted behind his back.The rope was attached to a basketballhoop; then he was pulled upward so that he was dangling a few inches off theground. Are you flying? the men asked. Why don t you fly a little more. Then someone would push him, and Gabriel would swing back and forth while hisarms were almost pulled from their sockets.For fire, metal rods were heated up in a gas flare and then pressed againsthis skin.For water, his head was pushed deep into a tub of water and releasedonly when he had sucked water into his lungs.The earth interrogation was particularly frightening.One day, he wasblindfolded and dragged out of his cell to a patch of dirt behind the school.Someone had placed a straight-backed chair at the bottom of a deep pit in theground.Gabriel was strapped to the chair and then slowly his interrogatorsbegan to bury him alive.Page 170 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlThe cold dirt surrounded his feet first, and then moved up past his legs,waist, and chest.Occasionally, the two wolves stopped and asked the samequestions:Where is the passageway? How do we find it? Who knows a way out ofthis place? Finally the dirt reached Gabriel s face.He was completelycovered, each breath drawing dirt into his nostrils, before the two men dughim out.During each of these ordeals, Gabriel wondered if his father had also beencaptured.Maybe another group on the Island was holding him prisoner or maybeMatthew had finally found the passageway home.Gabriel tried to figure outwhat lesson his father had learned from this place [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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. I want obedience from you, Mr.Wilson.Not initiative.Blind obedience andmindless bravery. Is that why you brought me to see Vicki s body? Hollis asked. You wantedto turn me into a perfect little soldier? Mother Blessing smiled coldly. I guess it didn t work. I want to destroy the people who killed Vicki.But I ve got my own way ofdoing things. You don t know the history of the Tabula and the Harlequins.This conflicthas been going on for thousands of years. And look what s happened.You Harlequins are so wrapped up in the past allyour little traditions that you ve lost the war. Linden sat down on a bench. I don t think we re entirely defeated.But weare at a turning point.It s time we did something. Mother Blessing spun around and faced the other Harlequin.Although her facewas a rigid mask, her dark green eyes were intense and focused. So now you reon Mr.Wilson s side? I m not on anyone s side, but it s time to face the enemy.The Tabula don tfear us anymore, madam.We ve been hiding for a long time. Mother Blessing touched her sword case as she moved around the clutteredroom.Hollis felt as if she wanted to kill someone just to prove that she wasPage 169 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlalive. Do you have a proposal? she asked Hollis. I want to travel to Berlin, contact the Free Runners there, and destroy theShadow Program. And you re going to do this alone? Looks that way. You ll fail completely unless a Harlequin is with you.Any successful planwill require my participation. And what if I don t want you to come along? Hollis asked. You don t have a choice, Mr.Wilson.What you re telling us is that you wantto be an ally, not a mercenary.All right, I ll accept that change of status.But even allies require supervision. Hollis let a few seconds pass, and then he nodded his head.Mother Blessingrelaxed slightly and smiled at Linden. I can t imagine why Mr.Wilsonwouldn t want to go to Berlin with me.I m just a pleasant middle-agedIrishwoman&. Oui, madame.Une femme Irlandaise& with a very sharp sword. 37At random intervals, the man with the blond braids and the black man wearingthe white lab coat would remove Gabriel from his cell and drag him downstairsto the school gymnasium.The long, narrow room still had bleachers on one sideand a wooden floor with red stripes painted on the edge.Instead of basketballand badminton, the room was used for the torture of prisoners.There were no new forms of torture in hell.All of the techniques used toinflict pain, fear, and humiliation had already been used in Gabriel s world.At some earlier time, the wolves had learned about the four barriers thatseparated their own realm from the others; their particular system of torturecorresponded to the barriers of air, fire, water, and earth.For the interrogation inspired by air, Gabriel s wrists were tied to a ropeand his arms twisted behind his back.The rope was attached to a basketballhoop; then he was pulled upward so that he was dangling a few inches off theground. Are you flying? the men asked. Why don t you fly a little more. Then someone would push him, and Gabriel would swing back and forth while hisarms were almost pulled from their sockets.For fire, metal rods were heated up in a gas flare and then pressed againsthis skin.For water, his head was pushed deep into a tub of water and releasedonly when he had sucked water into his lungs.The earth interrogation was particularly frightening.One day, he wasblindfolded and dragged out of his cell to a patch of dirt behind the school.Someone had placed a straight-backed chair at the bottom of a deep pit in theground.Gabriel was strapped to the chair and then slowly his interrogatorsbegan to bury him alive.Page 170 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlThe cold dirt surrounded his feet first, and then moved up past his legs,waist, and chest.Occasionally, the two wolves stopped and asked the samequestions:Where is the passageway? How do we find it? Who knows a way out ofthis place? Finally the dirt reached Gabriel s face.He was completelycovered, each breath drawing dirt into his nostrils, before the two men dughim out.During each of these ordeals, Gabriel wondered if his father had also beencaptured.Maybe another group on the Island was holding him prisoner or maybeMatthew had finally found the passageway home.Gabriel tried to figure outwhat lesson his father had learned from this place [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]