A process cannot be understood by stopping it

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Had Lloyd ever thought that he can get the works in such a way? In no way. While the news on Neural Network channles carried screaming headlines about the blown-up buildings, assaults on ships, news from the frontline that was in a hour from his cosy armchair and his annual subscription to Girl of Sirius selection, Lloyd Patterson never feared anything. He knew that all those creepy stories happen somewhere else and with someone else - like it usually happens when you die of boredom on a sunny day. Lloyd remembered only one day when the sight of human or a half a human to be preciese, that was accidentally catched by the frame of some butterfingers' camera and it turned his stomach, seizing him while he was voimiting on the carpet all the whisky, as well as beef, shallots, chopped tarragon and that large white truffle that made the сourse piquant.

That day two years ago Lloyd assured himself that 'such' things can only happen to someone else.

Today Lloyd was awakened by the silence that was rather promising, but not in the way Lloyd would like. But he needed to pee, so the imagination was put on the back burner for his own good. If Lloyd could look at the matter from a different standpoint later, he may thank his urinary bladder for saving him from claustrophobia and panic attacks. He was a lucky bastard even if he never understood it himself. Finally, after weighting the pros and cons he came to the door with a little looking glass letting one see what's happening inside and knocked it.

"Hello-o-o?", but the coridor behind the door was silent like nothing happened. "Hey, someone around?" At that point Lloyd unconsciously started to act in the way he was used to, but his impelling tone hardly helped. After a minute of pointless attempts to get an answer he gave the door a fruity kick and sent those Gaian dregs to the deepest parts of digestive tract.

Seems that someone finally heeded his request. The door opened and a couple of goons dragged him out by the scruff of the neck and pushed him on through the passage, accompanying the pushes wiht humiliating sneering.