– I’ll tell you in your ear so that they won’t hear us, – Anya said very quietly.
Dima leaned closer toВ his sister. And she says:
– In a fairy tale, we are in a fairy tale, you know?
– Even if we got there with you, we should also meet positive characters. They will tell us the way or lead us out of the dense forest themselves.
– Well, let’s go to this house then. Suddenly there’s a kind dwarf living there,» the girl already chirped happily.
The gloomy house turned out toВ be completely empty and lonely inВ the wilderness. The inhabitants, if they lived inВ it, lived for aВ very long time. InВ the living room, aВ table made ofВ planks and several chairs met their travelers.
– Let’s sit for a while and go back to look for our village and our house, – said Dima in a cheerful voice.
– OK. But just let’s look for water. Maybe she’s here somewhere?
Dima left his sister at home, and he went inВ search ofВ aВ stream or remnants ofВ rainwater. Or maybe it was left byВ travelers. The search was not useless, and the guy brought aВ pot ofВ water.
– It’s great – - said Anya and began to drink water greedily – - It’s delicious, try it.
Suddenly the door creaked and someone entered the house.
It was aВ tall and slightly stooped figure that was moving straight at the guys. Already aВ little closer you could see aВ man with aВ small beard and aВ black mustache.
– Children? What can children do here?
The guys looked at each other and looked at him inВ fright.
– We… We are resting here,» Dima replied.
– Which village will you be from? And why did you come here? «is it getting warmer?» he asked.
But the boy did not have time toВ answer anything, suddenly aВ woman they already knew, whom Anya called baba Yaga, entered the house.
«These are my babies – » she said. – Let’s go home, bunnies, you haven’t eaten anything. Come on, I’ll feed you.
The guys tensed up and Anya immediately snuggled up toВ her brother.
– Uncle, take us away from here, please, we are lost – - she wailed plaintively.
В«We are not her children,В» Dima replied and looked at theВ man.
The woman stood next toВ them and began toВ cry quietly.
– The mother will not be recognized. How so,» she said in a whisper with tears.
The man grinned and said:
– Well, what kind of mother are you, what were you thinking up here? I recognized you.
– Do you know her?» Dima was surprised.
The man pulled out aВ chair and sat down on it stretching his long legs.
– Everyone who watches TV knows her. Honey, why did you run away from the fourth psychiatric hospital in Moscow?
– I don’t want to go there anymore… I don’t want to understand, they treat me badly there – - the woman screamed and ran to the exit.
The man turned out toВ be aВ hunter who was just passing byВ and, for the happiness ofВ the children, went into the house toВ rest. He took the children home on the same day. Later, Dima began toВ search for information on the Internet about this woman and foundВ it.
It turns out that she has been on TV for two years, they say that she is not only crazy, but also dangerous. InВ those parts where Dima and Anechka were lost, five more children went missing and were not found.
Did they catch baba Luba or is she still wandering through the forest, Dimka didn’t know that. But he learned very well the lesson that he should not go far from home into the forest and he also realized how defenseless his little sister is. Therefore, he must necessarily protect her and not only in childhood, but always protect her.
«That’s the story you just told me,» Ivan exclaimed.
He was no longer lying down as before, but was leaning against the wall and looking at Sergei with surprised eyes.
The candle had gone out, but the full moon was shining brightly through the window, and it made the room not so dark and gloomy.
– I’m going to tell you something else now, a new story is much cooler than this one.
– Serega won’t fall asleep with you. And what is it about?
– I’ll call her so «Hanged»…
Hanged
В«Vanya, the walls ofВ this gloomy house showed me this story,В» Sergei said quietly, lighting aВ cigarette.
– Well, we have you this… what’s his name… psychic. I remember how you once said that you should go to star in a show of psychics. Why didn’t you go?
– The time has not come yet.
– You’re a strange one, how do you know it’s time or not? Ivan was surprised.
Sergey thoughtfully inhaled, but remained silent. It became quiet inВ the room.
– Serega, God be with him with this show. You’ll get ready again. You tell me the story you promised and we’ll sleep.
– Well, listen. She’s creepy only.
Slavik knew about the lonely house that stands inВ the middle ofВ the forest. And he also knew that he would be there completely alone and no one would interfere withВ him.
Therefore, he prepared and planned everything in advance. And even the date of death, he noted on his calendar it was the New Year. Why exactly on this holiday, I didn’t really know. Probably, he wanted to leave beautifully and festively.
Or maybe just for the sake ofВ pathos inВ front ofВ relatives and acquaintances. Let them always celebrate the New Year and remember that Slavik left them on this day. They have not noticed him all their lives, but now they will definitely noticeВ him.
And now this day has come. Slavik began to pack things for the road, a rope of two and a half meters, soap, diapers. I took diapers for adults to pharmacies, it’s for aesthetics, well, you never know… and I also picked up a bottle of vodka in the store for courage. When everything was packed, he tightened the straps of his backpack and went to the exit.
– If you come drunk to the festive table, I will kick you out of the house without hesitation – - said the wife and threw her angry look at him.
– Why do you hate me so much? – I decided to ask Slavik goodbye.
And again, lightning bolts ofВ anger flew out ofВ her eyes, but she did not say anything out loud, but silently began toВ continue preparing the festive meal.
Suddenly, the door toВ the apartment opened and his fifteen-year-old daughter Sonechka appeared on the threshold.
– Hi, – she awkwardly dropped and, avoiding him, ran into the room.
Slavik flew out ofВ the apartment as if scalded with boiling water, threw aВ backpack on his shoulders and hurried into the forest.
He got toВ the forest byВ bus, and then went on foot. He remembered the place where the abandoned house was located very well. It took about two hours toВ get toВ it on foot.
When I went into the house, the first thing I did was throw off my backpack and took out vodka, poured myself half a glass. I drank. There was a snack, but I didn’t have a snack. He took a rope and climbed on the table with it, wrapped it around a piece of wood that protruded from the ceiling.
– Well, as they say, Slavik rest in peace – - he said aloud and poured another half a glass of vodka.
From the dose he took, he got aВ little drunk and people with whom he had communicated before began toВ seem toВ him. Vasily Stepanovich, his former boss at work, was right inВ front ofВ him, he was sitting at his desk.
– Well, bitch, you’re sitting there looking at me with a fat face. With my money, did you fly to the Canaries with your mistress Sofka? Choke on my salary, I won’t need it there. I see you looking at me and you’re glad that I’ll be gone soon.
Well, never mind, you’ll run a little more in this world and come running to me like a darling. And there, Vasil Stepanovich, we will be on equal terms with you. I’ll look at you as you sing.
Slavik looked up and made aВ Lynch knot on aВ rope, which he specially learned toВ knit inВ aВ few days.
– And what are you grinning at, Lubka? – he continued, looking in the other direction, – you say an alcoholic is drunk. Did you see yourself from the outside? There are rolls on government goods that I’ve eaten.
You can’t count the salary for this one, you’ll make a mistake for that one. And you yourself live well on our national labor, stuffing your purse and belly.
Slavik lowered the rope, and it hung inВ the air, and he went down and sat down at the table, took the bottle inВ his hand and pointed the neck at the glass, but his hand jerked and the contents poured onto the table. He cursed out loud and poured the remaining vodka into aВ glass, drank it inВ one gulp and stared at the door.
On the threshold appeared, as it seemed toВ him, the silhouette ofВ his wife. Maybe the house started drawing these people toВ him, maybe the alcohol he drank, or maybe even the devil himself. Who knowsВ now?
– Well, honey, you’re an alcoholic and a loser. And when we met in our youth, who asked me to marry just to get away from my stepfather as soon as possible, because he beat you, and from my mother, who kicked you out of the house.
Didn’t you swear to me that you would love me to the grave and support me until death? How so, my dear? Or have you forgotten all the good things over the years? And now I’m not your favorite husband, an alcoholic and a loser.
AВ silhouette ofВ aВ girl formed near the mother.
– Well, Sonechka, how are you doing at school? All the kids are there mostly with folders, without him you will not be so comfortable and good. You’ll see. Don’t neglect the folder like that, you have it alone.
– Well, my good ones, I sat here with you so to speak in front of the track, talked. I forgive you all. And I went to meet God.
Slavik poured himself another vodka into aВ glass, drank it inВ one gulp and climbed, staggering onto the table and grabbing the rope with his hand.
«Strong, good and holding up – » he said aloud.
Standing on the table, he put aВ knot around his throat. But then it began toВ dawn on Slavik that all this was happening toВ him for real and he was seized with wild horror.
«Maybe it’s not as bad as I imagined. After all, I have a family. And if I stop drinking me, my wife will love me more. And I’ll find another job for myself completely. After all, I’m not even that old, just some forty-two years old. For many at this age, life is just beginning. I’m going to study…»
But his thoughts were interrupted on this, because his feet slipped on aВ spilled puddle and Slavik slid down from the table while his legs hung twitching inВ convulsions above the floor. The noose began toВ tighten his throat more and more. And the last thought that flashed through his head: В«IВ hurried.В»
Vampires
ChapterВ 1
Orphan
Bozhena, what aВ rare and beautiful name. So the girl was named byВ her mother inВ honor ofВ her grandmother. And the girl grew up aВ happy child for thirteen years and was always bathed inВ endless parental love. But alas, an accident happened and soon her mom and dad were gone, they drowned inВ the river. What happened on that fateful day, only God knows.
A very distant relative found out about her trouble, with whom the family had never communicated before «third water on jelly», so to speak, and agreed to shelter the unfortunate. Now Bozhena began to live with her aunt Marina and her large family in the village of Zarechny, Nizhny Novgorod region. They didn’t like the girl, but the most important thing was that no one offended her.
Bozhena helped her relative with the housework, sat with the named brothers and still managed toВ go toВ the village school, study perfectly.
There were no friends, because she was always busy with household chores and she had no time left for any walks and conversations.
But still, youth is a wonderful time, it’s time for love and sweet girlish dreams, falling in love and Bozen was not spared, she lost her head from one local guy, he was different from all the guys, fit, tall and very handsome. The locals called him Prince and he was the most important among them.
The Prince had the name Nikola and this year he turned twenty-one. His parents held aВ high post inВ the village ofВ Zarechny, his father was the Head ofВ the Administration.
Spring has come. After everyone celebrated Easter, Bozhena’s birthday came along with the singing of birds, the girl turned eighteen years old.
– Well, dear Bozhena, you have become a young and beautiful girl, you are my good one, – Aunt Marina suddenly spoke warmly – - it’s time to marry you, who do you want? Maybe you have a guy that you like, or who likes you?
«I don’t like anyone at all, Aunt,» Bogena said and lowered her eyes to the floor, covering them with long eyelashes like a fan.
– Never mind, the time will come, and you will meet him. And now you need to get ready for the road.
– Where to? It’s my birthday today – » the girl almost cried with annoyance.
