Optron #29 20 июля 1999

Lit. Page - Grief "Y-II" (Diary - ending).

             Where is it the truth?

             (Grif "Y" - II)

{} Yu Zimkovich, 1999


  End. Beginning at | | 24-26, 28


  07/05/1997, Saturday


  At midnight, I served as conditions of the second
test.

  Ksana warned: "If you feel
that you can - go on, but not - it is not worth
try! ".

  I replied that I would try, and went
bovine brain extract.

  The task in the general, then, is simple: take a shovel, go 
to the cemetery, dig rotting carcass and run, so to speak,

"Posthumous cranial trepanation.

  A unique challenge: it turns out that
witch can be any woman without religious bias, with strong 
nerves, and - most importantly - with good health! Although, 
it's probably not all criteria ...


  In the morning I Ksana and several of its "kolezhanok" met in 
the attic of one of the Kovel homes. Among them was an old lady 
and Maria Ivanovna, my day before yesterday sobeseditsa of the 
park, but she did not seem to recognize him. 

  "Witches" with interest considered me
then noted that very few
women (and men) have such immunity. It turns out, usually in 
women who witch "special potion, varies complexion and 
significantly worse well-being. "Me" have the same immunity 
only "favorites" (I wonder who?). 

  On the occasion of my enrollment in them a sort of "club" has 
been an excellent drinking "Of vodka (probably moonshine made 
from potatoes or even some kind of tuber).


  In the ensuing lively conversation
were mentioned rumors about unscrupulous burglaries. It was 
said that among the robbed - one of the witches, and asked -

if I believe the gossip that the thefts are guilty
witches?

  Towards the end I solemnly reported that
tomorrow, at 22.53, will be the Sabbath. Where
it - will be notified separately.



  Night from 06.07 to 07.07.1997.

  Record on the recorder


  Record 1

  (Slight crackle, apparently from
fire; unidentified female voice):

  - Fine pervachok! I is chogo mapping form Yogo
zhenete?

  - Ta povsilyakomu buvaє ... Chi is a buli, chi
is bur'yachkiv ... One is never mandrohoriv
vichavili ...

  - Z-chogo chogo?

  - That is mandrohoriv! Velma ridkobachena
rostyuchka ... In nashim edge mayzhe not rise:
probuvali saditi, that v'yane shvidko. Rot
'initiative ... And sobi faynenka on ditinku
similar. Seem, tiko at cemeteries growth
she then vso Brekhov.

  - A їsti її possible?

  - Oto say! Їsti! .. (Laugh) Well, to tell the pravdi, їsti 
possible, Ta Ty, Stefka, lipshe not try: zdorovisha going! .. 
(Pause; steps) Oh, and the axis, vreshti, first appeared 
Uksana! 

  - All greetings! And you, Steph, here already?

  - Well, I am! Not once in Persha lisah gulyaєmo! From, 
pam'yatayu, we have to seli ... 

  - Well, Garazd! Zdaєtsya, vzhe vsi poprihodili? Stefka th 
Uksana tuyka ... Gannow! 

  - Tut's me!

  - Kilinoe?

  - Osdechki!

  - Marivanno!

  - Zdesya I sit!

  - A de f Ivanka? Skiko can chekati? Shaw
Won sobi udumala?

  - Ta zaneduzhala Won ... Axis, kumponenti
asked me to ...

  - Well, Garazd. That її dilo. Irtsyu and de Ti?

  - Duc here I am beside thee! From bad!

  - And then there scho? Ha! Zatyamte usi - Sered
we are dumb fools, mi mulberries usi - rozumni dorosli zhinke! 
I beg you not zabuvat! 

  - Garazd!

  - Okay!

  - Zgoda!

  - Ponyatstvenno!

  - That vzhe lipshe ... (Pause) But then scho, pochnemo? 
Steftsyu! Tee znimesh, vreshti, that sviy klyaty pindzhak? ..


  (Pause. Then - crack, trampling, again silence. Nerazbochivye 
Further heard muffled chants and squeals suspicious.) 

  - Well, truncated ... Lisomu mi pray now
i am in the right ... I am wondering vtoropali form, as
mi vsi Tut badly zibralis? Ta, Mabuchi,
not vsi vidayut at scho Same ... Nini Especially rik. Zara bude 
tsvisti yak nikoli bagatsko paporoti. Your right - її vidnayti. 
Zvisno, tiї "vcheni Luda" driven, scho paporot not tsvite, 
Movlyav, shpirami rozmnozhuєtsya ... Ale forget qiu chush! 
Tsvit paporoti Booval, povirte meni! .. The fact that Hyde 
rozdilitsya vsi shukati! 

  - A yak mi thuja paporot piznaєmo?

  - She Vlasna ... Bila, zazvichay bila
tsvitka. Unochi svite, yak that lyampka ... Tra
її not progaviti, more then - Same Happiness! Proto
alkaline buvayut blakitni, ruzhovi, inodi - salatovi tsviti ... 
What are idit, skin okremo! 

  (Pause sighing. Footsteps)


  Record 2

  (Steps, rustling, crackling brushwood. Voice
Scalp):

  - And this is what? .. Hey! Who are you? .. (Pause)
Oh, well, and Whoppers! .. Surely the bison? Well,
What you looking at? You stop it, I'm armed! .. Hmm! (Pause) 
D-uh? .. God! Fern ... Yes, the fern! No, but it simply can not 
be, because this simply can not be! How did the LRA? How could 
it? .. Rip, like ...


  (Pause. pant. Late entries)



  07/07/1997, Monday


  The great Orthodox feast of birth
Prophet, Forerunner and Baptist
John!

  Basically, I knew that the fern -
poisonous plant, but even could not imagine that he works on
psyche!

  That night I dreamed a dream: the impressive size of the 
chest, half dug into the ground. And in the trunk - a small 
fortune: diamonds, gold, platinum, pearls, gems all sorts of 
... Bracelets, earrings, Other precious jewel! Next - a strange 
horned man. He showed me finger on the high oak tree, and says: 
"So that, Stefka, zaberesh - to me will enter and

not take, and go with God ... "

  Resolved: finished the investigation - will return
a psychoanalyst.

  Yes, I almost forgot: last visited on
mob suspects. Evidence is not found.
Home witch said that 1997, allegedly
- Year "Kutsego Tsutsika" and therefore in the woods
blooms a significant amount of pteridophytes plants.

  At 00.20 I had discovered a strange bluish white flower may
rosshey next to the fern bush. Now
it - a dark gray.

  Send to chemical analysis.



  07/08/1997, Tuesday


  Found the real thief.

  As agents of the SSU, we pulled out of it Maloderovym 
confession by threatening to lie detector and the other not 
less effective means.


  Thief guy was twenty-one
years, has recently settled in Kovel. He
told us that he acted with four accomplices. Money to these 
thugs allegedly were needed to ensure that their parents able 
to pay bills for gas and electricity. He led detectives to an 
apartment where, as claimed, kept the loot. As expected, no was 
not there. 

  Currently, all the accused - in pre-trial detention.

  Perhaps the missing jewels and
would not have found if I did not there was an unexpected idea.

  Me and Max have brought me mine detector and went to the old 
oak tree grown on the outskirts of Kovel. And, indeed, in 15 
meters from the tree under ground was found a significant 
amount of metal. 

  We called local police officers,
engineers (just in case), and the diggers from the nearby 
cemetery. Remains wait for tomorrow morning.




  09/07/1997, Wednesday


  Today at noon Ksana invited me
to itself. She said that the forest was found 5 white flowers, 
but complained that No one has found a blue fern

which brings the greatest happiness. I felt
necessary to keep silent about their discovery.

  For the third test I was asked to seduce a local priest
(I will not specify his confession and an agent number).

  Of course, I responded to this surge
emotions: it is said, as I am a decent woman, I'll do it, so 
even with a priest? " 

  In reality, however, to deny me
There were two perfectly good reasons: firstly,
investigation is almost over, so that
to continue to pretend to be a witch is not
was no need, and, secondly, non-professional relationships with 
colleagues - not my style.


  Followed by my outrage reaction
I admit, never expected.

  - Why Jeanne?

  - What - Why? - I tried to keep
self-control. - That is, how did you know that I - Jeanne?

  - Ask! Well, how could I'm not
learn? I knew immediately that no you do not
Stephanie - have one's eyes were brown. And
general ... Jeanne! We were friends with you!

  What could I say?

  I had to tell the whole truth. Ksana
understood and seems to have forgiven me.

  Jewels are found: they were laid
in an old trunk and buried in the same place that we found with 
Maloderovym. 

  As it turned out, from the apartment where the robbers hid 
their stolen goods, he was kidnapped by two men witnesses. They 
buried the chest. 

  Investigation is completed and the case was put into
gorprokuraturu.



I 10.07.1997, audio recordings from the archives of the 
Department Homeland Security ZU SBU



  - A Midsummer festival celebrated?

  - Notes. And how!

  - Oh, and swam to your wreath?

  - Do not tell.

  - Your business. And as with chemical analysis
of the flower?

  - Nothing special: A lot of nitrate, alkaloids, even 
marijuana, but in a small proportion of ... Every schoolboy 
knows that the fern can not in principle to bloom! But there 
are also exceptions ... Perhaps a mutation? 

  - Completely agree ... And how you suffered
poisoning? Normally you feel?

  - What kind of poisoning? Ah, then! .. Alive as
see ... Thanks, I'm normal.

  - Yet you would not hurt to take a rehabilitation course ... 
In Crimea there is a great gastroenterological sanatorium ... 

  - Probably ... Oh, you bastard! What are you hinting at? ..



  08/12/1997, Evpatoria


  It seems, nevertheless understands something that the
witches in The Love potions!



          Afterword by the author


  "... And they lived happily ever after."

  Well, the story reached its
logical conclusion, and this can be
supply, if not the point, at least three dots ...

  I hope my stories you will not disappoint. And I found it 
lapses with a full reasonable grounds to attribute the expense 
of his literary agent. 

  The same readers who managed to love my heroes - Joan and Max 
- and ask: "And what, after all, it was Next? "answer that I 
have already prepared a rough end of their cycle - the story 
"Grif" Y "- III". Idea of ​​it can give the following passage: 


  The spacious, but darkened and smoky to blue room smelled of 
Cuban cigars, and a large moonshine fumes

intrigue. Here, gathered 13 people ...

  First started nervously eating garlic
crackers elderly man in dark glasses,
dressed in spite of the season and tsarivshemu dim light in the 
room: 

  - Planned our operations - in jeopardy! Everything was under 
control until you not allowed to lapse, our dear Vice!


  From the raucous voice of the man of the audience ran back 
unpleasant chill.


  - Are you talking about my sideboard? - Said the gray-haired 
man who looked a bit nervous.


  - Exactly. It's time to stop with these two
stubborn bastards! They imagine that
Society pleased to learn about things happening in
We horrors! Their actions are contrary to the unwritten 
Constitution! 

  - Padazhdyte, boss! - Vsupil in conversation
blue-eyed brown-haired Eastern appearance. -
Razve Maloderov or Zhannochka-jan kogdalybo shly against us? 
Klyanus svaym pradedushkoy - Nat. 

  - But they keep us from working, confused
under your feet! - Wheezing Chesnochnik.

  - We have already begun the first phase of a repair operation 
... - The voice of far corner of the room.


  - This is unacceptable! - Silver-haired "deputy" as much
jumped on a chair. - Maloderov repeatedly published his 
scientific works, his disappearance does not go unnoticed! A

medical expert, more experienced than the scalp,
not all Kiev!

  - Yes. We must adopt humane solutions to the problem, the 
more that they have us since the days of Rurik, had accumulated 
enough. 

  The last words belonged to a man
very inconspicuous, but it seems that most
authoritative of all those present.

  The decision was taken.


  So, as you can see, the third part has turned me quite 
pessimistic. So I do not think it should be published in 
"Optocouplers. Let Joan and Max always remain in the memory of 
readers acting agent!


  I also want to thank the editor
"OPTRON" for the fact that, despite the extreme
busy waiting for the publication of material, he nevertheless 
was able to devote to my place stories. It's nice that I was 
still only gaining in popularity fiction, in the pages of 
Optron has already likened to such grand masters of fantasy, 
like Serge Protein and Stiven King.



                             Yuri Zimkovich