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Daniel Bertrough woke up in his own apartment. The first thought that came to him upon waking up was: “Cool dream.” But this wonderful, detailed dream, bright and colorful, unlike anything his consciousness had encountered before, was very confidently slipping away. The names of those close to him, Sufus, Sefesi, Laoeli and many others, were still spinning in Daniel’s head. He still remembered how piercing the purple sky could be at the end of the day, the fireplace in the large round room. But everything eluded him inexorably. Was this really a dream?

Looking around, Daniel realized that he had slept for a month, if his watch and everything around him in the real world were not lying. But his body is in excellent shape, his muscles are toned, his blood pressure is excellent, and his weight is normal. And yet he cannot reconstruct a single event over the past month. The last thing the young student remembered was visiting an exhibition of paintings by Francis Thornton. It was they who made his subconscious stir up, they hooked his essence, which lay dormant deep inside. Is it possible for a person to stay inside paintings for a whole month? Disappeared from reality?

Wanting to understand his feelings and put the events of the last month in order, Daniel goes for a hypnosis session with a psychotherapist. But even an experienced doctor cannot give the exact answers that the young man’s consciousness or subconscious asks. The only thing the doctor is sure of is that the answers to all questions lie within Daniel himself and he needs to look for the door that will open a room with secrets for him. Meanwhile, the images from the parallel world melt away and practically nothing remains of them. The young man clings to the last fragment of the dream - an unusual ball in the palm of his hand, draws it and puts it on display on the global Internet. This weak attempt to find the truth did not promise to yield results. But the truth still finds you if you are looking.

Among the few emails, Daniel finds two that are definitely directly related to his unusual dream. Perhaps they will help him understand the tangle of his fate, find the boundary between this and another world, determine the real world, or learn to understand reality in more than three dimensions.

What role will the revelation of James Hosting play - a sixteen-year-old boy who sees the essence of things and has learned to hide from fear? Daniel will not immediately understand that the boy has realized much more deeply than it might seem at first glance, the essence of this world and the non-world. Manifestations of living and inanimate things, the feeling of what is not around us in this world, the instinct of self-preservation are very developed in James Hosting. And this is no coincidence. A simple boy will discover many more secrets. And this is not the only letter that did not immediately reveal the true nature of the writer.

Andrew Flickbow's letter, by contrast, showed an educated and friendly man. He flew in to meet Daniel in person and tell him everything he knew about the mysterious and attractive ball. The scientist revealed to young Daniel his theory about parallel worlds, and spoke about his own experience of encountering an incomprehensible, and therefore terrible, world. In addition to the fact that Daniel needs to understand his own thoughts and feelings, learn to distinguish one reality from another, he again needs to learn to distinguish between good and evil, find friends among enemies, and expose enemies among friends.

The third book of the novel “Tears of Shorosh” was narrated by Oleg Shubin, who has repeatedly delighted site visitors with his wonderful works. The novel is replete with characters, the actions develop dynamically and it is necessary to carefully monitor the actions and moods of the characters. Oleg Shubin’s ability to clearly and expressively convey information came in very handy here. The novel is quite easy to listen to, despite its large length.