Optron #18 18 сентября 1998

Самиздат

Lit. Page - Grief "Y" (Diary of Laboratory J. Scalp - continued).

(R) Infarh


  And here I am again! You probably already
time to get bored without the "Litstranichki. However, perhaps 
the delay was for the better ... 

  After all, the last time there were many
important events, which should be written in the first place. 
Some of them wonder exactly resonate with the content of the 
next part of the diaries of Joan! 

  What to say herself Jeanne, are used instead of the alarm 
modem (probably C-DOS, on radiobazare bought)! But there

also travel to Poltava in the evening of memory (well what does 
not FunTop'98?)! And the fate of missing Anuta is very similar 
to the fate of Some works, which are all the same

FunTop sent.

  So, meet the intrepid heroes!
After a short break, they are with us again, and vigilantly 
protect the world from the new nightmarish, chilling, deadly

Dangerous ... Yes that's me scare you! After all, with
such advocates nothing threatens us.

  So let us greet them the same!



                 Grif "Y"

     (Blogs laboratory J. scalp)

(C) Yuri Zimkovich

Continued. Start at # 15, 16.


                Part III

             Anuta Maloderova


      Beautiful as her name, Deidra was

      probably the greatest loss of family

      for all the war with Brandom ... Her

      Death occurred as a consequence of its

      constant readiness to help ...


          Roger Zelazny. "The Chronicles of Amber"



  11/20/1996, Tuesday, Sevastopol,

              pension SBU "Uchkuevka"

              7.00


  Ruslana - here it is lovely! (Although in my work is not 
relevant). 

  Today marks exactly 21 years of
days, as mysteriously
disappeared younger sister of Max. Yesterday he
looking through the Y-files about people missing
missing, and so far not been found.
Max sent me a couple of files, a modem, than
and woke up.

  Of the three missing women could
be killed, a young lady seems to have seen in the
Turkey, the two men could have died (one
- Drown in Poltva, another - to break up into
divide in the Carpathians) and about one bukovintse
Only a month ago learned that 23.05.1982g.
he hanged himself, imagining himself William Kidd ("Captain 
Kidd, Sir, you have declared a pirate, they want to hang! .." - 
where is it? No remember).


  Where have gone another 10 people, in general
nothing is known.

  But there is one detail: all who saw
Missing the last time, in one voice
claim to have seen red and white
flash on the spot disappearance. One
of the witnesses showed, however, that the outbreak
were green - but it is likely
lied.

  So, going to Poltava. Maloderov invited
me and my family to his homeland - to view the family photo and 
video archive with Anyuta. 



  11/21/1996, Wednesday, Poltava


  Yesterday was an evening of memory on Anuta
Grandma Max's old apartment, where in 1921
ago, he stayed with his missing then
sister.

  Now this is one of several scattered across the country and 
neighboring countries, bachelor-safe-house of Max, which has 
every decent operagent ZU SBU.


  All wallpapers here he turns out to be plastered copies of 
papers from the secret archives "Y", and also photographs of a 
UFO-like plates and napkins, forks, like, was not among them.


  In the box art done by hanging,
- Under glass, the place of honor near
bathroom - very nice termosnimok Maloderova in pseudocolor 
coloring made on our imager tehlaboratorii before last winter, 
when Max had the flu in a particularly acute form.


  On the floor, chairs, tables - everywhere piles of documents 
lying around, basically - with the stamp "TSILKOM TAЄMNO!", All 
of which were filled in Russian. Across on the eye and marked 
"Top Secret" national importance! "," TOP SECRET! "," 
CONFIDENTIALLY! ", or even -" ALLAKH AKBAR! ". 

  First of all, me and the parents of Max and
and his cousins, Kum, paternal grandmother and grandfather on 
his mother's, was invited into the kitchen. There already, 
except the Maloderova, were his wife (the former, of course) 
and illegitimate son of Max, whose existence I learned only the 
day before the visit: Vasya Potashev, the fruit of a first love 
Maloderova. He was 14 years less than father this year.


  At the table were all drinking tea, I asked
also add lemon juice. In response, Max offered a spoonful of 
citric acid, but I politely declined. He himself had already 
swelled a few spoonfuls of this powder into the cup itself. I 
wish he drank, what a crap! 

  All the champs and were silent. I tried to start a 
conversation: 

  - And what happened to Anyuta?

  - Let's doedim - answered
Natalya is the mother of Max.

  But it was evident that this phrase is inappropriate.
Maloderov continued the conversation:

  - Jeanne right: we are gathered here
precisely in order to recall the Anyuta ... Many of you know 
more or less about what happened at the ill-fated morning, but 
not interfere once more to remember those events ...




  Story Maloderova


  "... So, on that unfortunate day, third day of December 75 th 
year, early in the morning was gone, my sister ... 

  At 6 am I was awakened by a strange noise.
The noise was something strange: either the helicopter, or jet 
... 

  The first thing I saw opened my eyes, it is
was a bright, blinding white light. Remember
I heard screams sister: she called me
asked for help ... everything was a blur ... Could be heard 
some strange sounds reminiscent of the accelerated babble on

wandered around the room some shade ...

  But, worst of all - I could do nothing
help her: something kept me move, even turning his head did not 
work ... 

  Everything. Nothing more I can not remember. Then I
woke up at 10 am, and all around was like
usual. But since then I have not seen Anuta ... "


  And here Maloderov once again became a
speculate about the mysterious disappearance ...

  But this time his story was far more detailed than those 
stories that I usually heard from him: "white flash"

"Bright light", "babbling" and so I
a little alarmed.

  It would be nice to arrange his analytic session of hypnosis 
- but he is unlikely to agree. 

  While I listened to the story, the family continued to dine 
Maloderovyh custard cake with cream protein, with a glass of 
tea without sugar (it turned out that the sugar would take

just me).

  Supper, they all went into the room - on the
view.

  Shortly after having been reviewed
video archives, which came mournful silence
broke my beeper pager. Thank God
my friend did not disappoint.



  12/05/1996, Thursday, Kiev, Central

             management of the SBU


  Strange: for two weeks, as Maloderova not seen, not heard. 
Neither colleagues, nor family also did not see him.




  11/12/1996, Wednesday, ibid


  Received from a friend a copy of the document it had prepared.


                            Tsilkom taєmno!



          SERVICE BEZPEKA Ukraine


          Central upravlinnya

        Viddil vnutrishnoї BEZPEKA


                                  Grif "Y"


                  Vityag

          iz schodobovogo zvedennya


  According to information received, the agent
0058 SBU M. Maloderov incognito and Third party went off 
somewhere in the Carpathian Mountains. 


  Sexton AXO _____ sneak GS-About.


                                11.12.1996


  And why would he suddenly drove off, no one
warning?

  Only for a long time, I realized
how much I miss him!

  Oh, Max! With that his eccentric manners, such delusions - he
same has been and remains for me the closest
person in the service.

  And the most annoying - I'm not able to find it! After all 
these endless Carpathians extend for thousands of miles away! 
.. 



  24/12/1996, Tuesday, Kiev, Operational

              Front SBU 14.00


  I love online hall of our TD! Here,
- At any time of day and year - reigning pleasant shade and 
coolness in the air is thick smell of cedar (in TD still has the

a wealth of "Kohinoor"), only on
far wall, pulled low odor outstanding forest fire ...

  There, closing the entire wall, a bright shining shields 
National Antarex (the pride of our tehlaboratorii), reflecting 
a nationwide operobstanovku. (It is true, impossible to 
understand anything, and no wonder: half of monitors out of 
order, CPU and memory mapping are constantly

sboyat - but blurry bright spots and
shimmering multicolored sparkles are so beautiful!)

  On the contrary Antarex'a - granite bust
Bandera, decorated with flowers of dandelions
and cornflowers. (It rather spoils strongly
beveled chin - the result of negligence, when cleaved beard 
Dzerzhinsky. But remember, stood in the lobby a bust of Lenin - 
as it on his pince-nez Lawrence Pavlovich even a trace left! 
Yes, earlier were the real masters, not like today's!)



          To be continued ...