Nicron #86 23 апреля 1998

Самиздат

Stories - Pusher (continued).

Pusher

Story. [Continued. Start at number 85. ]

(C) Oleg Malakhov (Stever)
Figure: (c) Alexey Antipov (Goblin)


            Part of 1.2.



  What happened next, did not enter into his plans. Exactly
a second to throw a man in a black cloak moved slightly to the 
left. The guy who stood at the edge of the platform, saw the 
incident on his person and instinctively flinched in the same 
direction. As a result, the young man finally lost his balance, 
and it incurred in advance. He tried to stop but to no avail.

If some ill fate pushed him straight toward the train. Inhuman 
cry announced the platform. The young man fell onto the rails 
and turned over, face up. His distraught eyes fixed on his face 
blond guy who looked on with dismay what is happening. And at 
that moment the train all its force crashed in it. A woman in 
the crowd screamed shrill ... 

  In the first few moments the young man is absolutely nothing
not felt. He saw the train smashed his left leg,
then both hands and pulled ahead of him, gradually tearing
pieces. Consciousness did not leave a young person, but the 
pain does not felt. Only a sense of terrible injustice happened 
penetrated right through him. After some time he caught a 
little muffled, but at the same time very shrill sound. "The 
woman - thought the young man (although, of course, quite 
difficult in such a specific situation to apply the term 
"Thought", because all the thoughts and feelings now come and 
gone not, as usual). - On the platform was a woman. She 
screamed. That sound ... It permeates ...". Suddenly, in the 
eyes of the young man grew dark, and he felt like falls 
somewhere. At this moment the train destroyed what once was his 
head. 

  First came an unearthly sense of calm, which, however, did 
not last long, giving way to fully clarify the mind. The young 
man regained his gift to see and feel all around. True, getting 
these very good opportunities, he came concluded that it would 
be better still remained as it was before. A saw a young man as 
follows: he now was not in a subway station, on a very crowded 
street, not far from the roadway. Something about this 
situation seemed to him vaguely familiar, but what he realized 
later, when he saw among the people, prepared to cross the 
road, myself. He saw his own face, frozen in anticipation of 
the killing, but vigorously trying to keep an indifferent and 
even somewhat bored expression, its cold as ice, his eyes and 
biting sneer twisted his lips - his own lips. Understanding 
what was happening came over the young man at once, like an 
avalanche, rapid and adamant in his powerful and moving. He 
understood that is not in his body, but rather, in the body

one of his many victims. All this was completely insane, but 
nonetheless it was a young man very well perceive the 
surrounding environment. But the most frightening was that he 
was quite unable to control the body, which he did not 
voluntarily appeared. And this body quick step nearing the edge 
of the sidewalk. The young man wanted scream and throw away 
from the road, but he had such an opportunity, for someone 
else's body and did not think to obey him. He saw juggernaut 
racing at high speed along the carriageway and coming to him. 
Under the wheels of the truck to him, apparently, and was 
destined to perish. The young man gave to a monstrous force, 
which was to him scream. But what it could give? Consciousness 
of a man in whose body it was, likely to work separately from 
his own consciousness. It is even possible that man has no clue 
that he shares his inner world with another living creature. 
Besides him, as and temporarily lodged in him an outsider, 
faced a quick death. And, indeed, less than three seconds, as 
the strongest impetus sent back to the body, which has become a 
haven at once for two individuals, in advance. A second later 
the body was torn to pieces. A monstrous hit once separated the 
head from the spine, and she flew off to the side, falling to 
the pavement and Split, like a nut. Everything else just turned 
into a mess of pieces of flesh and bone, richly flavored with 
blood. The truck was trying to stay long enough, and it was 
enough time to make the pitiful remains, most recently, former 
ordinary human being into something absolutely unimaginable. At 
the mere sight of this mass of many of the people standing on 
the sidewalk, felt strong and persistent urge to vomit. And 
some of the literally twisted inside out. 

  At this time the young man felt the pain. He felt that
each cell of the foreign body, all the sensations which he 
perceived as their own, exploded from the inside, loaded him 
into the abyss of terrible pain, from which mutnel mind. But 
that the most interesting and original, it still retained the 
ability to normally think and feel, though, and would give 
anything for it to permanently lose it, because the pain was 
seen all too real. Though it was cut to pieces alive, but, 
rather, do not even cut, and slowly cuts or simply torn ... 

  Does torture lasted forever, or only a few seconds, the young 
man was difficult to determine. And all the pain intensified 
and strengthened, slowly but surely reaching its climax, who 
reigned for something completely driven ordinary human 
feelings. She filled it completely, and after a while the young 
man was not able to perceive anything except for her - a huge 
and comprehensive. He has to feel all up the very end, 
continuously being in full consciousness. And at some point it 
seemed to him that he has grasped the essence of pain. Real 
pain, not to its pale hue, with which man encountered in 
everyday life, thinking that this is the limit. Pain, this 
nightmare was the quintessence of all the suffering that the 
young man brought to different people for all its full of evil, 
violence and killing lives. That is, he also felt for himself 
what had to feel all of his victims in the aggregate. 

  But suddenly, the pain disappeared, leaving behind no trace
a very recent presence. It happened quickly and dramatically. 
Quickly and dramatically the young man found his see. In 
Basically, this gift is not enough that he gave, so as to 
determine their current location seemed to him an almost 
impossible task. And the first thing he was able to perceive 
and understand with some precision, it is foggy. Dirty-gray and 
very dense fog. Strictly speaking, the ability to see the 
outside world was lost because of fog that covered her veil all 
around. The young man understood that it was on a hard surface 
(it even made two timid steps forward to make sure of that), and

seen towering in the distance, still not very clear, the trees. 
He immediately decided not to go into too much detail. The main 
thing - it's no pain, which returned the young man feared more 
than anything else. Once having experienced a strong (and 
sometimes very strong) is greater than any in his place would 
have been willing to do anything, but does not prevent the 
recurrence of pain. Every nerve man keeps the memory of pain 
that once tormented him. And this memory is sometimes able to 
bring its owner to the extreme. Not for nothing is known, which 
is really unbearable pain can deprive a person of any human 
remains, turning it into a wild animal that move only primitive 
instincts, not burdened by the usual reason, inherent in 
people. 

  The young man tried to pass a few more steps forward,
internally every minute expecting some trick. But it was
normal. Clearly stood around the forest, a young man, probably 
was at a small clearing. But relax he still could not. 
Presumably, the specificity situation. A young man once asked 
himself the question: "Is not I died? Maybe this is the end of 
all suffering? "- But then rejects any incoming reply to him, 
knowing that to know the truth, it seems, has not yet succeed. 
But I must say, for a long time He did not have to wait. No 
sooner had he come a little forward and closer to the trees, 
hiding in the fog, when suddenly from behind him came a rather 
loud crackling branches, broken cheyto brutal foot ... ... The 
young man turned sharply back. No one. Only mist. And then on 
his shoulder laid a hand vynyrnuvshaya out of the mist, as if 
snake. That, of course, screamed and froze in place, paralyzed 
struck at him with horror. 

  - Do not be afraid, - said the owner of that hand. - While
I you do not see any threat. - The voice of a stranger
was low, but surprisingly pleasant.

  - Who are you? - Fearfully asked the young man before he saw 
standing before him. 

  - I do - your destiny - said in response to a stranger and 
walked out fog. He was a tall man, about fifty-fifty-five.

Blue-black hair was pulled neatly locks up,
baring low and a rather large forehead. Cold-blue eyes, the 
stranger seemed to emit their own inner light. Their 
polunasmeshlivy, semi-serious look was directed at the young 
man. 

  - I do - your destiny - repeated the stranger, and added: I'm 
afraid that is not the most pleasant.


  - What do you do to me? - Screamed the young man, stepping 
back. 

  - Explain what is good or bad, - replied the stranger, and
His tone of more or less peaceful joined threatening. - What
there is good and what is evil. What you can do and what not to.

  The last words he almost shouted. Then raised his right hand
and touched her forehead to the young man before he had time to
jump to the side. Consciousness momentarily left him, and he
completely shut down ...

  As such, the new state of vision in the young man continued 
to work as usual. Just disappeared all the previous situation, 
and he was transported to another place. Lighting here was not 
much better than in a forest glade, moreover, it was electric. 
The young man was on rails. They stretched forward at all 
visible to the human eye distance. And as it turned out, the 
back was the same picture. These rails were enclosed in a 
semi-circular brick tunnel. Lighting also created several 
lights attached on both sides of the vaults tunnel. Silence 
reigned, not prolonged, however, for a long period of time. 
Indeed, as already mentioned, the young man was on rails. And 
he did not have to have special intelligence and imagination to 
understand what happens further. It is quite clear that further 
appeared that usually moves on rails. Train. A real train. Just 
do not quite normal, given its unique appearance. Conventional 
trains are made of metal. The same has been made of bones. More 
precisely, no bones, human skulls ... 

  And here the young man's mind for the first time began to 
give strong glitches. Sheer enormity of unreality and going 
from the start caused him simply unimaginable horror, and then 
something finally and irrevocably pushed in fatally tormented 
mind ... 

           [To be continued].