Sekula did not deceive. He waited at the edge of the forest, sitting on a felled tree trunk. Seeing the girl who was barely moving her legs, he jumped up, but then, making sure that she was not injured, his alarm subsided. Her weary-fucking look, her disheveled hair, face and body covered with sperm, caused a wave of excitement in him. He had never seen such whores in lupanars after a passionate night, after dozens of visitors, but still insatiable, ready to continue and continue to serve eros.

However, if Jersey was ready for something, it would only be cut off and fall asleep. She also rumbled in her stomach, as the girl told the satellite.

Sekula looked around and noted the first signs of the approaching gray night. Under other circumstances, he would have spent another hour or two on the road, but now, his companion needed rest, so he decided to make a camp. The former gladiator found an inconspicuous grotto in the rocks nearby and dragged all things there. Then he went hunting for a small swamp nearby.

Jersey went out to a wide creek that feeds the swamp. Should have a good wash. From it smash a mile around, already unpleasant sour-cheesy smell of semen. Washing took up to half an hour, and maybe more. Especially had to tinker with the hair, in which here and there stuck clots of ejaculate.

Finally, clean and even refreshed, she entered the grotto and, after digging in things, found Sekula's spare clothes there: something like a long-length shirt, which is tied up with a belt at the waist. She hoped that the former gladiator would not be angry. In fact, do not go to her naked!

He returned when the gray twilight, already pretty thickened. Two birds similar to penguins, only the size of a chicken and with longer wings, became prey of Sekula. He also caught a lizard with two tails, about a meter long. Jersey decided that she would not touch the meat of this creature, but the birds were fine for dinner. Eh, but actually, she would have eaten a hamburger or a cheeseburger, or say a Mexican pizza, with pleasure, and beer or cola at worst.

But the above things in this world were not, so I had to be content with the loot brought by her companion.

Sekula quickly and skillfully organized a simple dinner: he lit a fire, cut up carcasses and roasted them on a homemade spit. When they began to eat, the former gladiator gave Jersey some fleshy stems of a dark yellow color. To taste, they resembled corn bread. Eh, still a peanut butter here!

Jersey barely finished dinner. She, already simply fell for weariness. She fell asleep by the fire. Sekula pulled out a small blanket woven from plant fibers - all shabby, in holes, but still quite fit and covered the girl with it. The desire to fuck her, now for some reason gone. In the end, the girl today got pretty. To pass through the forest of fauns is another test.

The night passed quietly and in the morning, having refreshed, the travelers set off further, following the edge of the vast swamp. Then, there were ravines, overgrown with forests and then began the hills, between which lay a sandy path. They followed it for two hours, until it began to rise in turns to the top of a large hill that stood in the way. Sekula offered to rest. They had a little snack, and then began to climb. It took at least half an hour. But now, finally, the travelers were on top of a hill. A rather steep slope went down - there was a valley stretched out with streams and small rivers, and then a vast mountain range stretched - a real maze of boulders, rocks and peaked peaks. A person who does not know this area would be lost here in two accounts.

By the end of the day, they reached the place where three winding gorges began, opening the way further into the unknown territory.

The slopes of the gorges were everywhere steep, and in some places they were steep and covered with thorn bushes. Sekula, without hesitation, chose the path on the right hand. He moved first. Jersey behind him in a couple of steps.

Already at dusk, the travelers reached the end of the gorge and there opened up a small plateau surrounded by cliffs on three sides. Sekula noticed a gray circle with a diameter of three meters in the center. When they approached, they realized that the circle was made of some kind of metal.

“We are there,” said Sekula.

- And what is this place? - surprised Jersey, with anxiety looking at the surrounding peaks.

“Look higher,” Sekula smiled. - On the vault of heaven.

The girl did just that. And she saw the mountain. The gigantic mountain on a stone arch, which descends downwards, is like a giant stalactite and has the form of a highly elongated polyhedral pyramid. The very top of it sparkled and shimmered, as if covered with silver. It must have been icy formations with a high content of some metals and salts.

“Wow,” whispered Jersey. - That kind of crap, right above your head.

“But the point is not grief at all,” said Sekula.

He got into his bag and pulled out ... Binoculars!

- Where did you get that? Cried Jersey.

“I found it near a small river,” the man answered, carefully handing the device to her. - I do not know how this thing is called correctly, I called it a distant look.

“Actually, this is binoculars,” said the girl. She saw some inscriptions on the device, but the language was unfamiliar to her. It seems like Cyrillic. Maybe Russian?

- You have to look at it, attach it to your eyes ...

“I know,” Jersey laughed loudly. - This is from my time.

“Good,” Sekula nodded. “Then look up to the very top.”

Jersey sent the binoculars in the indicated direction, corrected the image and saw something strange. A square tunnel punched straight into the rock. On the sides of it was an artificial light - a dozen lamps emitting a pale yellow light.

- Did people do it? She asked, surprised and puzzled.

“I don't know,” Sekula shrugged. - I, once attracted shine, iridescent so bright. I never would have thought to look up and search there, something interesting. But at that time I looked, using my distant gaze, that is, this ... bino ... and I saw what you see now. I wondered where this tunnel leads. Who laid it there? Gods or people? I think getting there you can learn everything about this world.

“The only question is how to get in,” said Jersey excitedly. - From us to this tunnel three kilometers - four. - She laughed. - Where did you find the binoculars? Maybe there is a nearby helicopter and lying around?

- Who is lying around? - did not understand Sekula.

“Forget it, we drove by,” the girl waved her hand. “I forgot what time you were from.”

Whatever you say, she damnly wanted to go there - upstairs. Something must be there. And Sekula is right, most likely - there are answers to many questions. And maybe even the exit from here to the familiar and understandable world of the Earth of the 21st century.

“There is one way to climb,” said Sekula. - I agreed with someone.

- With whom?

- You'll see soon.

The wait lasted about an hour. Then, the girl heard a strange sound, as if slamming huge wings. She looked up and screamed. Swooped right at her, whether a man or a demon. Immediately and do not understand. His body, at least, was almost human. But behind the back moved huge wings, like a bat.

- Do not be afraid! Exclaimed Sekula, jumping up from his seat. “This one we are waiting for!”

Jersey, still shied away. It seemed to her that the flyer would fall right on her head. But no, not far from the earth, he deftly maneuvered and landed a few steps from the travelers.

“This is Chedrol from the Batwing tribe,” said the former gladiator and headed towards the guest. They warmly greeted each other, after which Sekula introduced the girlfriend to his friend.

“Your choice, as always, is good,” he smiled, revealing Cedrorl’s fangs.- She is beautiful.

Nevertheless, Jersey was afraid of a winged man. His bald ...