Energy #97 22 января 1998

Tales from the Crypt - Cinema ...

              Tales from the Crypt



(C) SERGEY STURM


    ZX-LEGION

                      Delusional fantasy

                      the missing subject.


                        Instead epigraph ...



      The movie hall was enveloped in gloom. Dim flash the 
dying chairs only unevenly lit room, causing the glitches are 
unclear in their eyes. Darkened with the blood of light cast 
shadow on the door from behind which were distributed monstrous 
cries and desperate firing. It was there three days ago, an 
armed to the teeth Duke Nuked and across the hall has announced 
that the concert was over and all the stooges Spectrum 
arrested. What then went noise. Even those who were shouting to 
the Spectrum the scene was not involved. In the unfortunate 
henchman service flew PC All myslemmye and nemyslemmye 
vegetables and fruits. Not at all embarrassed by Duke announced 
that if in three days, all spektrumisty not give up "power" 
they will be physically destroyed and backed up his words 
squinting first series perturbed. 

      None of which is in the hall has not reconciled with the 
role of the prisoner. The first attempts get out of the theater 
who turned so beautiful traps have not been

success. Volunteers from the joint-stock company "AMIGA" does 
not believe in cruelty PC'yushnikov issued a protest. Result: 
two or three of the survivors and amizhnika half-burnt cinema. 
As many as three day "insurgents" trying to escape from the 
trap. To any. Devil Duke guard the only way a faithful dog.

Nobody could get through the trap cleverly rastavlennye 
PC'yukov ... 


      -A couple of hours and I have a gut cleave unto the ass - 
Leader Krenon thoughtfully scratched his red beard. - Corporal 
is there a what we eat?


      Corporal Hicks jumped from his chair and looked 
attentively at center: 

      Sir, fried suit you?

      -I hope it will not have the same
taste as this fat man with propelerom, which we ate on the 
first day "siege"? 

      Sir, we still have more
nothing. The truth can be a snowman for dessert
such as ice cream, use ...

      -Okay, we can and eggs ... other times nothing.

      Corporal Hicks turned to the soldiers:

      -Let 's pull here is the egg.

      -Females, crud, traitors, scapegoats, gunners, six, aces 
... - Dizzy vengeance resisted (feet) head.


      -Keep stronger - Cpl Dzhonlan
brandishing a sniper rifle.

      Eka-what shrimp! - Leader Krenon
izuchayusche watched the yellowed
fear of the egg. - It is a terrible,
See a yellow neboys spoiled.

      Sam-you shrimp - Dizzy hurt
swallowing snot.

      -That Ass, it also speaks,
Krenon bychkanul egg.

      On yellow-skinned shell eggs went
small cracks.

      Yesterday, too, was such, like you. All my teeth trying 
to talk, type Winnie the Pooh to us, his death will not 
forgive. And how hung it over the fire, as he screamed.

Pig poskudnaya, obgadil everything here from
fear. Had his friend, Bears gobble. Oh, and he was bold, too, 
although the speaker. Divorced then you. All strive language 
pat. But I think that food is not should talk.


      Egg suffering sigh.

      -And nothing better than not? - Krenon with
suspicious glance at the frightened egg.

      Yes, it would seem not. Today, the last
ate brownies. Kuzma and Nathan called them.
- Corporal Hicks sighed. - Oh, and they lean
were ...

      Yes, it's time to do away leg - Krenon motioned to make a 
fire. - Here's something to eat and go on the attack. On a full 
stomach at war better.


      Several soldiers rose from their
places. Ripped from the floor polusozhzhenye remains
chairs were thrown into one pile and tan.
Shot up to the ceiling flames a little
not poddozhgli cinema.

     Deafening blast forever deprive the 48-th iron hearing. 
Ruptured photon Curt Levine, halved Terminator relish blurted 
out on the floor. 

      -Will the replacement pans, - Kurt
dymivshuyusya raised the upper part of the T-100.

      Well thought-ordinary - Leader
Krenon swallowed a delicious anticipation
lunch.



      ... -CO, - the cry of rushing into
Movies Krenona soldier caught for food.
- The commander of this masdaechny fag now
zhopit here.

      -Psruuus - a piece of fried eggs fell out every
Krenona mouth. - How the last three days have passed?

      Sir ... - A deafening explosion shook the
wall cinema. Otshmetki soldier hung
on the only surviving bulb.

      All-out one by one. Keep your hands behind your head. - 
From behind the door seemed figure of the Duke.


      -MUST DIE! - Escaped from someone.

      Open-fire - Krenon grabbed the remnants of fried eggs and 
tossed into Duke. 

      Who was shot with what I could. When do rounds in the 
course went all that could fly to the Duke.


      -Do you a final warning,
figure of the Duke began to gradually disappear.
When the last part of the body dissolved in
air out of the door seemed yet another figure of Duke.

      Computer-double, - Corporal Hicks
angrily pressed devastated boutiques machine. He's all of us 
nai .. l! 

      -That Bitch, naeb .. to fucking -, Leader
Krenon pulled from his pocket LAST grenade and threw it into 
the enemy. 

      Drop your weapon, and the Government
keep you your worthless life - Pomegranate landed at his feet 
speaker. 

      -Get down - shouted Krenon and the first
rushed to the floor.

      Grenade explosion completely demolished the last row of 
seats and a company of soldiers. 

      "Where is Duke - Krenon managed to get up and
carefully looked into the haze of smoke.

      From a smoke screen appeared distorted figure:

      The resistance of the representatives of the law, for the 
use of prohibited Weapons - Duke awkwardly shook off the 
remnants of the blackened with soot eggs. - For ... in short, 
power is given unto me, I kept saying all those in the cinema 
theater "ENERGY" to death. Verdict quote immediately.


      Huge trehstvolny deadly machine gun opened fire.

      Derektiva-second, to protect the innocent - from the 
armored door vyrisovalas figure of Robocop.


      Derektiva-four, obedience upolnomochnomu representative 
of the corporation OY'PiSi - Duke pulled out of the uncertain 
hands of a robot gun. - Do not bother to work, you moron. 

      Robocop "humbly" retreated. A machine gun continued to 
spread around them No point death. 



      -Here is a freak - Corporal Hicks was under the
a pile of bodies and quietly cursed.

      -This is exactly - a neighboring pile of corpses
gently stir.

      -Are you the commander? - Cpl excitedly twitched his left 
foot being released from nalegshego him "the goods".


      -Not - a bunch of jumped. - Head commander Krenona lies 
under my chin, and that's where I threw the rest of the body I 
do not know. 

      -Kurt is that you?

      Hicks? You're alive? I saw you
tossed into the air first machine-gun fire! Another thought 
that living so can not jump. 

      -Vest saved him. If not for him ... now
would be in Paradise or in Hell reported the situation
our commander. Peace be upon him.

      Agha and his world groin. Here from
our almost nothing left. - From the pile
fallen off one body, then two more from
of the human blood-smeared porridge crawled Curt Levine. - 
Damn, where a lost shoe. 

      -No, some are not only their
shoes lost - Cpl tried pomohat free hand to Kurt. - Can I
pull?

      -A piece of cake, Corporal - Kurt picked up the remains 
of their comrades and put them Shattered along the wall. - And 
here's the missing part of the commander was found. Not so and 
poorly preserved, if not taking into account the absence of the 
head. 

      -That bastard, looked all of our and coiled itself simply 
because - Hicks tried stood up, but helpless donkey

on the floor.

      Similarly, the corporal - Kurt helped rastegnut Hicks 
body armor. - Should this Chuhe avenge ours.


      Vaught get out of the cinema and
revenge. By the way, and many there still remains
people willing to defend the good name of Spectrum.

      -Per capita these PiSyukov enough, even
still remains - Kurt took on a crippled body of Corporal and 
reached for the door ... 

      And for a long time bore echoes of the cinema
parting words of Corporal: "Hold on, PC. We
go !"...


      ... And the only survivor threw bunting
bloody patches on the left of the battlefield;
met in mortal combat, two competing platforms. Merciless battle 
in which one side lost and another vygrala. But this battle was 
only a dress rehearsal before the real battle crucial by the 
two corporations for the right to own the market in Great 
Slavic country, but that's another story occurred in the 
distant and unreal the future ...