![]() “I’m sorry, little brother,” said Letyaga. It seems like I’m the only one who knows fuck all.” “See,” Artyom joked, without looking at Letyaga. “What happened back there in the Reich? How did you get out?” he asked after all, when the start of the tune came round for the third time. Artyom didn’t talk: as if his teeth had been glued together with tar. Letyaga led Artyom through the dark connecting passages towards Arbat, to Miller. Lyokha and SaveliI were taken off somewhere, with promises to treat them nicely. Was there a way to live with this? For two weeks at least?Īt Borovitskaya Station they all went through decontamination. Yes, they lied to people, but in order to save them. So was Miller right? So was all this worth it? ![]() ![]() He remembered how the overseers at Schiller Station smashed dead people’s heads with metal reinforcing rods, just to make sure, so they wouldn’t bury anyone alive. The Kremlin was undamaged, but it was pretending to be dead too. They drove along the river, past the Kremlin. And did he have three weeks anyway? The doses added up, and how much more radiation had he breathed in? Maybe it was two, not three. And a useless one-he couldn’t do anything with this knowledge in three weeks. ![]() After all, he had discovered the entire world, all the continents at once. ![]()
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