Alexandr Korol

Maybe it’s something else. Keep looking. This was the position I took. And as a result, the night passes, and we do not solve anything.

And, then, I remember Big Alexander. And so I call him and say:

– Hello, this is Alexander. I would like to meet.
– OK. Let’s meet at this place at two o’clock.

So I went with my crew by car, and we met Big Alexander on the street opposite the train station, and almost instantly, the dream-like state returned. We cannot hear the crowd, and the crowd cannot see us like we are behind one-way glass. And I give the piece of paper to Big Alexander and say:

– Alexander, this was handed to me by an old lady. Can you explain what it is and what they want from me?
– Those who know have given it to you.
– What do you mean by those who know?
– Well, those who know everything, the all-knowing.

I understand that he is being very careful about answering my question. I notice that he doesn’t refer to them as people. He just says that they are all-knowing.

– Why do I need this riddle?
– Since this is your riddle, Alex, you need to solve it.
– Why me?
– This one’s for you.
– OK. Well, I tried to figure it out, but it doesn’t work. Can you guess? You know everything
– Alex, I can’t solve your riddle. It is made for you, shaped for your mind.
– I don’t understand.
– Whatever comes to your mind is true.
– OK, – I say, – I understand. But I’ve been trying to solve it all night, and I’ve got nowhere
– OK, Alex, Let me guide you. What do you see?