Thursday, February 24, 2011

Smtp 554 You Are Not Me

ALBA

The second lock was giving way. The flexible biting well on metal and sparks scattered all around that seemed to portend the fireworks that would have triggered a little later. They preferred to force the door for rear access, rather than the main one, because the large metal structures that were put right in front of the concealed from the gaze of the policemen who were passing distracted from time to time on the freeway. The paunchy steel padlock capitulated and fell to the ground with a thud. They exchanged a quick glance, then finally pulled out the rusty long bar that closed the rear access door. Opened. A breath of cold air, burial, received them, while the mouth the dark opened wide in front of them.

upon the Organization of the Nine in full force. They knew it was not a walk, and of course had prepared a backup plan in case things had proved more complicated than expected.

"It's gone. Turn on the lights, let's go, "said Samael.

lit, but the beams of light magnesium seemed to bounce on the thick blanket of darkness, instead of drilling. Aleph took a step back.

"But enter it you crazies in there! Who knows what could be? What the hell is the smell out? I'm staying here, "

" Here to do what? To make you see the cops? We will do what has been decided "

" I just have not decided anything "

" Tonight or never, you know "

Aleph mumbled something, but Mina, who was right behind him pushed him inside.

'rabbits'

Then they went to.

meter by meter the light cones began to reveal the interior of the building. The rear access corridor was a gut with circular plastered in pink. Bizarre red lights, like beans, or kidney, were placed at regular intervals over their heads. Mina comes to mind "Fantastic Voyage" that old movie where the shuttle scientists were shrunk and injected into a human body. She was afraid to see emerge bands of white blood cells and giant hungry. They came out instead of rolls of cloth, bundles of posters parchment, wooden planks, broken-down chairs, a lot of old tires, rusty metal debris which could not guess the original form or function, mummified corpses of careless doves and pigeons, a doll plastic without eyes, cardboard boxes. They had to move a tower of aluminum to pass, then finally came out into the great central hall.

"Here, here's the place," said Samael, the only group to be already there, many years ago. Immediately, the whimsical shapes that architecture of the opened drawers lost in memory. He also saw the incredulous looks of the other members of the expedition, fixed on the geometry of the bands forget flashlights were gradually revealed.

The floor was almost completely intact, as are the vast walls of mirrors. Four huge techno-biological arms, perhaps designed by a madman, or a locust, rose from the four corners of the room to join and support the zenith as a metal disk iridescent. A huge mushroom color, whose top was accessible through a narrow metal ladder, crying electric cables. Some bizarre electronic equipment were supported on wooden pallets in the middle of the room and a refrigerator industry rested on its side nearby. Everything was covered with a uniform layer of dust. They continued to explore other wings of the building and seemed abandoned by little, but they knew that however many years had passed when the old Avedis had decided to end it.

brought the diesel generators in the large closet next to the room, then started them and connect them to the main distribution cables and large panels halogens. The explosion of light, the large circular room is finally revealed, divine and decadent at the same time. Were mounted large scaffolding of brushed aluminum, and electronic devices on them, the state of the art, for which the Organization had no expense spared. To others he was given the task to get rid of all the dust, and industrial vacuum cleaner that had been procured did a good job. The debris and waste that had piled up in the main hall were transported to the pavilion side, the most cumbersome, left, "as witness." A team led by Mina took care to hang on the walls some large white banner with the single word "the Dawn", a banner larger on the outside, was lit by four halogen lamps. Was finally broken through the main door of the building: now no one, not even the entire army, would have more willing or able to stop them. After nearly five hours, fifteen minutes before midnight, the messages were transmitted OK. Before long, hundreds of cars filled the large parking lot in front of the building, came more than fifteen hundred people. And many of them had never been there, there: they were too young when the old and stuffy Avedis had decided to close the doors of the cabin, and put it on sale.

In the belly of the great disco abandoned, the rave-party went on until dawn. At eight, the group Organization ended up removing the scaffolding, as colored lights and strobes, amplifiers, subwoofer, large speakers, the DJ consoles, refrigerators and generators, and he loaded all the vans and went away. Samael became instead to leave it there in the parking lot, only with a few beers. At a quarter past eight, the large rectangular banner that had been left on the roof of a bent po'al center. Samael And it seemed that the disco, the glorious old club, the same smile. Then came the bulldozers.

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