Who are we? Thriller, short stories. Юрий Белк

minimum of three tests, three measurements, three observations are required, he kept repeating in his head.

      He went to a randomly selected third house, everything was repeated, there was no miracle. At the moment, it would be a miracle for Ruslan to see normality, or rather, to see the abnormality, to return to normal life, being in this state, he stopped understanding what to call a miracle.

      – It doesn't make sense to go into other houses, well, after all, patterns should exist even in conditions of abnormality, but why, who said that? Ruslan asked himself over and over again.

      – Clock, time! Ruslan shouted, and then he was afraid of his own scream, realizing what would have happened if all his copies had woken up at the same time, what would have happened.

      He didn't even want to imagine it, knowing that something terrible, irreparable would happen that would break him as an individual.