A man chained to an anatomical chair, who went through nine circles of hell only to die, was called Arinton Sit. Just a minute ago, an automatic capture removed from his head a semblance of a military assault helmet, from which a long braid of wires and hoses stretched to a large ball under the ceiling. The judge critically looked around the man: the code was very strong and muscular, now he looked withered and even if the skin did not cover the bones, Arinton's impression was frankly miserable...