" Perry Rhodan 1804 - Struggle To Survive" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

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"Myles Kantor is about to arrive," announced the receptionist on duty. "Should I transfer him to you,
Gobert?"

The Chief Physician of the Tradha-12 Ward on Mimas raised his eyebrows, then nodded. "Yes,
please, Cylona. Perhaps I can make him think of something else."

He knew better than anyone that the idea was hopeless. When Myles Kantor had his mind on
something, nothing and no one could distract his attention.

"Very well," Cylona Pavelsson said.

Gobert Grifaan turned his chair to the side and watched the archshaped receiver of the matter
transmitter built into the wall of his office. The high-energy field within the red-outlined area flared up, and
moments later the form of the chief Terran scientist appeared.

Grifaan stood up and attempted to give the appearance of being relaxed and happy to see him. On
the inside, the truth was quite different. Kantor came here regularly, and with only one purpose. His wife.
He was not interested in anything else on Mimas.

Grifaan approached Kantor with an outstretched hand. The two men greeted each other without a
word.

"I just came from Trokan," Myles Kantor said in a low voice. "I don't really have any time because
we're still tied up with our examination of the Temple of Kummerog. Please understand if I don't stay any
longer than I have to."

"Of course, of course."

Grifaan let the door slide up and stepped out into the corridor. It might have been just about thirty
meters from his office to the quarantine station. He had never measured it exactly. Kantor followed close
behind. The Chief Physician stopped at a door with multiple locks and hesitated for a moment.

Do you really want to see her? his thoughts shrieked. Why? But he suppressed the impulse and
remained silent. None of it would ever cross his lips. In reality, Grifaan knew very well, he was the one
who couldn't bear the sight of the woman in her survival capsule. He gave the code and stepped to one
side. The door slid into the wall. As always, Kantor was in a hurry to cross through the disinfection lock,
and he impatiently allowed the procedure to be carried out on him.

The Syntron let them on through, and they came out of the lock and stepped into the sterile hall.
Machinery on the walls hummed softly. The Chief Physician read the data about the woman from the
holo-display that the equipment projected over the capsule.

Kallia Nedrun was as healthy as any other human being. Her physical data showed no deviation from
normal. Even so, she was unconscious. She had been in a coma for 76 years, ever since being seriously
injured by a Spindle-Being. Medical science had healed her physical injuries within a few months.