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(c) Black Angel
Part II.
I didn't believe that I was dead
I heard swearing and crying,
I saw how over the body down there
the old doctor shamanized.
I was floating in the black void
I found peace
The light at the end of the tunnel is like a magnet
my spirit was drawn to me...
ARIA
...And suddenly I stopped, never reaching the light...
...Darkness was everywhere. Absolute darkness swallowed my exhausted
soul. I didn't feel any movement, didn't hear anything,
I didn’t see anything, but I subconsciously felt that it was only
beginning. I lost track of time and orientation in space. Mine
the clock showed "666". My brain glitched again and I lost
consciousness...
...I woke up nowhere. Yes, that's what I first called this place.
Instead of the floor, walls and ceiling there were power structures of an unknown nature to me
fields. Consciousness andmemory slowly came back to me. I remembered
everything down to the smallest detail. And then I realized: where am I going?
skidded. I felt the piercing pain again. My hand was again
injured. Every cell of my body ached wildly, but I regained
physical shell!
It's time to get out of here, I thought, but the strategic part
my brain didn’t want to work. Out of anger, I punched
wall. The force field responded with a discharge of several thousand volts.
Yeah, that means the hellish creatures are afraid of something if they don’t want me
skip, I realized.
I used my favorite method, popularly called the "method
“on the knee”, that is, he hit his head against the “wall” with all his might:) Hurray!
- I mentally screamed, - my brain is ready to work again! And I
I began to think feverishly. My eyes soon adapted to
darkness and I saw some red flashes, reminiscent
bonfires. With difficulty I made out thick cables coming from some
hellish machine and branching somewhere in the distance. Probably devils
were too self-confident, because they didn’t even bother
Simply isolate them. It was getting hotter and hotter, like
and it should have been where I ended up. The heat made it difficult to think
sweat poured into my eyes. After rummaging in my pocket, I found mine
a bloodied straight razor. I only have one chance -
I thought. Taking aim, I threw the razor onto the cables.It is not surprising that she was not detained by the force field, since it
responded only to mental activity and living
organisms. The razor hit one of the cables and bounced
the abyss. So there’s no chance for me - flashed a pessimistic
thought.
And suddenly I heard a dull explosion. The force field disappeared and I
fell through nowhere. I don't know how long I lay unconscious, but
when I woke up, horned creatures with glowing lights were scurrying around
satanic eyes. Thoughts rushed through my brain like an avalanche.
Having found my bearings in space, I saw a massive gate,
through which people entered. Black circles were visible above people
varying degrees of brightness. This is what “the soul is black as night” means -
I thought.
But if you can enter through the gate, then you can exit through it -
- I built a logical chain. The matter was complicated only by two
muscular devils guarding the gate. Remembering the theorem about
inverse proportionality between intelligence and brawn, I took
cobblestone and threw it into a pile of rusty boilers, stacked
nearby. There was a wild roar, and the devils rushed towards the sound, like
flies on shit, leaving your post unattended.
Taking advantage of the moment, I ran to the gate, urged on by
fear. I haven't run like this in a long time. I didn't even notice how
stepped on a huge sleeping Cerberus guarding the gate with
the other side.There was a clang where my foot had been a moment ago.
jaw, which made me run even faster. And suddenly the firmament left
from under my feet and I began to fall into the black abyss. My head is spinning
and I lost consciousness again...
Minsk, 6.12.1998-28.05.1999.
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