Hit! To another world, by the will of the magicians who conducted the forbidden ritual. What happens if I'm the wrong one? Oh, you... And what do these "Ku Klux Klansmen" in black hoodies want from me? - Al, are you sure that she is a container of strength? - asked one of those present. - No names! - snapped the one who was called Al. - The invocation spell was accurate from an ancient manuscript. - But it is empty! - the third was indignant. - I see myself, - Al grunted irritably. - And what will we do? - Gentlemen, a moment of attention, - I, Mira Rozhdestvenskaya, wedged into this dialogue. - If you with something there were mistaken, I suggest to return me back. Read what you read there, call up your fog, and bring me home. I have the second day of a scientific conference tomorrow!