Alan Marshall was a decent and educated young man. Every night he visited his grandfather in the hospital, going there after school. Graduation class is not a lot of classes. Until the end of the semester and school, there was little time left and the teenager had plenty of free time. The future was quite bright. At school, Alan was engaged in the manufacture of a newspaper and somehow, without much effort, won the city competition among schoolchildren doing the same. now he was waiting for the institute and a place in the city newspaper.

Grandfather was in the hospital for the second month. Old heart failure put him in a hospital bed for a long time. There were no separate wards in the hospital, but the grandfather was quite comfortable with the general one, and Alan was not annoyed by the neighborhood with the other patients. The room was spacious enough, and he sat in a comfortable chair next to the bed of his grandfather, not constraining the rest. most of the time, the old man was asleep, and Alan could calmly do his homework and prepare for exams. When grandfather was awake they chatted about everything, but more often about baseball, which was their common passion.

Once, when Alan once again entered the ward, he discovered that his grandfather had a new neighbor. Alan looked in his direction with curiosity, but the nurse who was hustling around him quickly pulled the high curtain of the dividing room into zones.

Alan shrugged in his chair. They chatted with his grandfather for half an hour and then the old man fell asleep. The boy went about his business, waiting for the arrival of his parents. They spent a couple of hours with his grandfather, and then went home. For several days, Alan could not see the new neighbor of his grandfather. the curtain separating his bunk was constantly closed and curiosity consumed the boy more and more. Mysterious patient ...

In the evening he kissed the sleeping grandfather, the boy got up to go home and, unable to restrain himself, put his head behind the curtain and looked at the neighbor. The man lying on the bed did not sleep. he gestured for Alan to come closer. Intrigued, Alan approached his bed a little embarrassed by the man’s gaze. When he came close to the man lying on the bed, he suddenly and strongly grabbed him by the shoulder. Alan jerked in surprise and immediately felt how an incomprehensible discharge passed through his entire body. Then the guy heard a voice. He looked at the patient and realized that his voice did not move his voice, sounded right in the boy's brain.

“I give you my gift,” said a voice. You will be able to control other people. In time, you will be able to develop and strengthen this ability.

Alan scaredly tried to shake the hand of the patient from his shoulder, but he failed. An old man was lying on the bed staring at him. Soon, a strange burning sensation in the shoulder subsided, Alan froze no longer trying to escape. The patient's lips still did not move, but Alan was sure that it was his voice that sounded in his head.

“You are a good boy, devoted and loving to your grandfather.” You will become a worthy vessel for the seed. Use it wisely and then whatever you want will be yours.

The voice in the boy's head gradually weakened. At last he fell silent, and his hand fell into the bed without a sound. The monitors at the head of the patient's bed blinked in alarm. Frightened and stunned, Alan hurried out of the curtain. A duty doctor and two nurses hurriedly ran into the ward.

When he visited his grandfather the next day the bed was empty. Alan asked the nurse where his grandfather's neighbor had gone and found out that he died that evening.

For several days, Alan involuntarily returned thoughts to that conversation with the old man. He recalled a voice in his head, strange sensations in his forearm and in his whole body. He understood that everything that happened was not a joke of a dying man, but it was very strange. Coincidence...Alan looked into his section precisely when the old man was dying. A strange feeling in the body, and the main voice in the head. Alan was sure that this was not a hallucination.

He gave me something that he called Dar. Alan did not understand that this was how it should work, but for some reason he was sure that he had won something mysterious. He completely abandoned his lessons by continually scrolling in his head the strange words of a dying old man. He was so lost in his thoughts that he did not notice the arrival of his parents, after sitting motionless in the chair for almost 2 hours.

When, late in the evening after dinner, his father asked what Alan was concerned about, he almost told him about the strange story of the sick man, but something stopped him. The father could hardly help him, rather, he would have considered the incident to be a fiction of a boy ...

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The next day at school, Alan was absent-minded. Strange words of the dying did not go from his head. The boy was so absorbed in his thoughts that he did not hear the question of the English teacher addressed to him. She slightly raised her voice trying to get his attention, Alan realized that they were turning to him, but had no idea what the teacher wanted.

“Alan,” the woman’s voice was slightly annoyed. I understand that your thoughts are already far from school, but still you should be more careful while you are in class.

Alan was stung by this remark. He loved English and had excellent marks on it. He apologized and the lesson continued. Alan tried to throw out extraneous thoughts from his head and concentrate, but he failed. Thoughts somehow jumped to Miss Kelly. The English teacher was a recognized favorite by the boys in school. Alan's friends had a certain rating scale for determining the teacher’s sexual attractiveness and Miss Kelly consistently ranked first.

Not tall about 170 centimeters, with dark brown straight shoulder-length hair very white skin and a scattering of small freckles under the eyes and around the nose bridge. She had a good slim figure and rounded breasts. She dressed quite conservatively in a long, below the knees straight free skirt, not too fitting that always upset the boys, who could not normally appreciate the delightful roundness of her buttocks and the density of her thighs. White strict blouse and sweater hid chest. On the occasion of spring, a strict monophonic sweater just changed the color to a light green yellow. She tried to dress so as not to disturb the imagination of students, but she almost did not succeed. Too beautiful was a woman.

Alan did not know exactly how old she was. She taught at school for 2 years and the boy estimated Miss Kelly's age as 25–27 years. The woman looked very young. One of Alan's friends once said that Miss Kelly would have looked great in the group of cheerleaders of the local football team. And that she only raised the standards of beauty for admission to her.

When the bell rang about the end of the lesson, Miss Kelly asked Alan to linger. Going to the table where the woman was sitting the boy felt the same strange burning sensation in his body as a few days ago in the hospital with that strange old man. Only now this burning sensation, but rather a slight itching was felt somewhere under the skull. The teacher went through the papers on her desk. Alan silently stood by and waited. It was one of the parenting strategies that Miss Kelly used. If a student in the classroom was not attentive, she would leave him after the call and for some time would simply wait, pretending to be engaged in papers.

What was interesting for him was he was distracted by the entire lesson, thought Miss Kelly. Most of the boys are distracted, staring at my legs, but he was looking somewhere in the void as if he was far away from here. Perhaps I will offer him to visit additional consultations before the exam.

“Did you say something to Miss Kelly?” - Alan asked in surprise.

He was sure that the woman had just intended to invite him to attend additional consultations. However, he was one hundred percent sure that she made no sound.

- Sorry, what? - She asked surprised, throwing a quick glance at the boy over the papers.
- Did you suggest that I visit an additional consultation? He asked, confused.

I? ... - she thought. I said that ...