"Arkadi and Boris Strugatski. Spontaneous Reflex (англ.)" - читать интересную книгу автораArkadi and Boris Strugatski.
Spontaneous Reflex ------------------------------------------------- Copyright Arcady and Boris Strugatsky Ў http://rusf.ru/abs/ Copyright 2002 Translated by Vera Zaychik, [email protected] Ў http://edge.mcs.drexel.edu/GICL/people/zaychik/index2.htm Origin: "Spontanniy refleks" Ў r_spot.txt ------------------------------------------------- Utm got bored. In general, boredom as a reaction to the tedium and monotony of surroundings or inner dissatisfaction with oneself, and loss of interest in life, are only characteristic of Man and some animals. To be bored one needs to have something to be bored with, so to say, - that is, a delicately and perfectly organized nervous system. One needs the capacity for abstract thought or, at the very least, suffering. Utm had no nervous system in the common sense of the word, and he did not ponder abstract thoughts. What is more, he did not know how to suffer. He only took in his surroundings, memorized and acted. Nevertheless, he got bored. The thing is, nothing new around him was left to memorize since the Master left. Accumulation of new impressions was the main stimulus governing Utm and triggering his actions. He was possessed by insatiable curiosity, no unknown facts and phenomenon, they had to be found. However, Utm's surroundings were familiar to him 'til the last brushstroke and last touch. He remembered this spacious square area with rough gray walls, low ceiling and steel door from the very first moment of his existence. It always smelled of warm steel and insulating fluid. Some barely discernable low humming could be heard from somewhere above - people could not hear him without special equipment, but Utm could hear everything perfectly. The fluorescent lamps below the ceiling were off but Utm could see the room perfectly in infrared light and through the impulses of his sonar. So Utm got bored and decided to go in search of new sensations. It had been half an hour since Master left. Utm knew through experience that Master would not come back any time soon. This was very important since once when Utm had endeavored to take a little walk around the room without an order, his Master caught him in the act and did something that left Utm incapacitated and unable to move even his sonar arrays. Though it seemed this was not something to be worried about at the moment. Utm swayed and made a heavy step forward. Cement floor resonated under his thick rubber soles and Utm stopped for a moment to listen. He even stooped. But the range of sounds emitted by the vibrating cement had nothing unfamiliar in it, and Utm again headed for the opposing wall. He came up really close to it and sniffed. The wall smelled of wet concrete and rusting steel. Nothing new here. So Utm turned, scratching the wall with his sharp steel elbow in the process, crossed the room diagonally and stopped in front |
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