"FWLS25" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

just survived a fiery wreck that killed three hundred people?"

"Just lucky," I reaffirmed.

"Not really. There was a small editing error in
transitioning you to your next lifetime. We at Reality, Inc.
apologize for the problem, and hope it hasn't inconvenienced
you."

"Actually, I'm quite happy with the error. You guys do good
work, whoever you are--"

"Reality, Inc."

"--yes, reality ink. If you'll excuse me though, I've got
to see about getting a hotel room until the insurance comes in--"

The man rested a vice-like grip on my shoulder. "Maybe I'm
not making myself clear. You should be dead, by all rights and
purposes, but you accidentally weren't transferred. You don't
belong in this realm anymore, and your continuing presence is
disturbing the existences of others. I've edited your appearance
and actions out so far, all I need to do is edit you out next."

"I appreciate it really, but I'd rather you didn't. I've
got quite a few things to do."

"You don't have a choice, sir. It's the laws of nature and
the universe you're dealing with."

"Can I appeal?"

"I'm afraid not. Now, if you'll just step this way?"

"Sorry."

"About what?" he wondered.

I promptly turned my head and bit his hand. HARD. He
yelled in pain and I ran as fast as I could, barreling down the
crowded night street.

I bumped into him again, directly in front of me.

"What the--?"

"I simply edited myself to be over here instead. Please,
sir, there's no reason to make this any harder on your-
AAIIIIEEEEEE!"