Many people threatened me to write a continuation of the nonsense from Marazm #4, but
as always, this did not go beyond words. Well, I saw it coming
and continued himself.
So, put out the lights, light the candles, get the blood of a virgin
Hey, take one sip and...
In the pitch darkness, two people groped their way. Dry branches with
They broke with a crunch under the feet of those walking. From time to time both spots-
repent. Growling deep in their throats, they rose again and continued walking.
- How much longer do we have?
- Go and don't talk.
- You promised, two hours and we are there.
- You never know what I promised.
- We've been walking for four hours, if not more!
- No noah.
- I'm not whining, I'm just wondering how long we have to go on this...
mouth forest? Personally, I can’t anymore,” Tankard stopped, “I’m disappointed.”
I tore my entire cloak in the dark.
“Well, take it off,” Werewolves growled irritably.
- With them ? I am amazed at your composure! At least you know
where are you going...
- Listen! - Unable to bear Tankard's whining, Werewolves interrupted -
Either you walk in silence, or I’ll drown you in this swamp.
- Good job! - Tankard escaped from the Werewolf’s clutches and bounced
aside, - you and Lam are planning some new abomination
and I wasn’t even notified!
- Listen Tankard, - Werewolves crossed his arms over his chest, - how-
Who did you mow down at the trial then?
- What does this have to do with it?
- And despite the fact that the entire Net is looking for you.
- Well, let them look! I'm notI lean out, I’m sitting in Prophecy,
far from the bustle of the world, I don’t show up on Net at all, like them
Will they find me?
- Already found! Trust me,” Werewolves took out a piece of paper from under his cloak
pieces of paper and handed them to Tankard.
“I can’t see in the dark,” Tankard snapped, still managing to
a third on the piece of paper is your phone number.
- This is your number! And do you know where? From the latest release of the modem-
no newspaper. You're exposed. A search has been launched for our trio. Lama, on
At the moment, something is going wrong in the old church. And I owe you there-
Yes, bring it, understand?
- Why do you need me?
“Damn it,” Werewolves roared, “we don’t need you,
You can go back now. I'm sure they're already waiting for you there
can't wait - Werewolves angrily slapped himself on the cheek, killing a mosquito
and quickly walked straight into the swamp.
- Stop! - Tankard, ran to catch up with the Werewolf, - Okay, I agree-
sen, but what is your plan.
“I suggested cutting them all,” Werewolves plunged into the sa-
My chest is in a quagmire, - but Lama... a damn humanist.
“He’s not a humanist,” Tankard, out of habit, began to slowly
suck, - he is smarter than you and is probably planning something more cunning.
- Well, well, - Werewolves dragged Tankard out of the quagmire by the collar,
- Let him be wise, I don’t care.
- Listen, how did they find us? - Tankard tried to clear
remove sticky dirt from yourself.
“Who the hell knows,” Werewolves looked indifferently at the attempts
Tankard, - next there will be a river,You'll wash off there.
- Well, you chose the path, but couldn’t it have been cleaner?
- We had to confuse our tracks and in general, we are already close.
- Ha! Guys, you're finally here! - Lama stood on the wing-
the old church and joyfully greeted those who arrived, - I’m here for you
already tired of waiting.
- Yeah, the Werewolf will behave... I’m surprised how we even got to
dawn had arrived.
“Don’t worry, if we didn’t make it before dawn, we’d have sat out in the swamp.”
lots,” Werewolves quipped.
“Thank you very much,” Tankard bowed, “next time.”
I won't go anywhere with you. Even if they shoot me.
“I also had little pleasure listening to your whining all the way.”
“Okay,” Lama laughed, “that’s enough for you, let’s go.”
- Lama, listen, how do you go into church? - Tankard back-
crawled back in horror.
- Magic, my friend, magic! While the Werewolf was trying to turn around
company, I turned, with a spell, all the crosses in the church upside down -
mi. And now this church protects us.
- Yes... I wouldn’t have thought of it...
“That’s why you’re just a coder, and he’s a sorcerer,” We drawled angrily.
rewolves.
“Whoever said that,” Tankard was offended, “you should just take a sip-
ki for babies to chew on at night.
- Hmmm, not bad! I suppose, when you both have stakes in your hearts,
They’re driving me, I’ll do this in my old age.
- So you hope to die later than us? - Tankard grinned.
- Naturally, while you are on ceremony with them, I have a conversation with-
mouthy -Werewolves pulled out a long sacrificial knife, which
Constant use is slightly rusty.
- Barbarian.
- Perhaps - The werewolf carefully put the terrible weapon back
into the sheath.
- Okay, haven’t you gotten into an argument yet? - Lama smiled good-naturedly -
you're probably hungry, I'm having dinner today... oh, so what?
I say, you will see for yourself.
The Trinity of Archangels quickly entered the old church, where the church
On the brocade, crispy, juicy human meat awaited them...
- Tankard escaped.
- Well, well..... - Arny nervously drummed his iron fingers on
table lined with a battery of empty wine bottles.
- Well, what should we do with them? - Pioner tiredly sat down on the bed.
“We won’t be able to overcome the church so easily,” stated Arny, “without
Tankard, it will be difficult for us to find out how they got there.
- I'm surprised how he even got in touch with them after they
he was cut, - Hamer began to shake the bottles in search of at least one
a sip.
“Yes, it was all a performance,” Ivan sat down next to Pioner, “and
coffins in the cemetery, and Tankard in the hospital... They were stalling for time. How
Tankard could have disappeared from the hospital on the second day, with the cut-
with your throat?
“What can I say, it’s a dark story,” Pioner sighed.
- No! - Arny slammed his fist on the table, so that the bottles jumped -
zeros and Hamer finally noticed the full one - we all need to think about it.
- About what exactly? - taking a powerful sip of the “Riddle”, asked Ha-
mer.
- HowCould archangels enter the church?
“Yes, this is really a mystery,” Pioner thought.
- Mystery ? It's a mystery how they flew under the dome, and why I...
fired one and a half kilograms of silver at them and not a single bullet hit them
didn't hit! - Hamer frantically drained the bottle, remembering the crazy
Dance of the Archangels under the dome of the church.
- Listen! - Pioner stood up, - I think I understand! Whenever we want
When we went to church, it seemed to me that the cross on the dome was upside down.
I decided that it seemed to me... but if this is so, then everything is
absolutely clear!
- What is clear?
- Inverted cross!!! This is the symbol of Satanists. He doesn't scare away
but on the contrary attracts them and even protects them!
- That's it... Pioner, are you sure that it was turned upside down?
- No, it seemed so to me, but in any case there is no other option and
it can't be! Another thing is HOW?! How did they do it? They should
The wives were burned as soon as they touched the crucifix.
“Well, Lama tried his best,” Hamer cheered up a little and his eyes were
found a cloudy drag - he is a Warlock, a Sorcerer!
- There is no such spell that would turn the holy cross upside down! -
Pioner shouted passionately.
- Calm down, - Hamer blew his nose, - for any evil, he will always find -
all good. And for good... evil is always nearby.
- Good is stronger!!! - Pioneer stood up.
“And there is more evil,” Hamer said calmly.
“Okay, I still didn’t have enough demagoguery here,” Arny made the white man sit down.
Pioneer, overcome with indignationback - you need to go and see
what's on the dome? Who's with me?
The guys became quiet. Nobody wanted to end up in regeneration again.
cinnamon capsule, where Ars and Nikiforov were now coming to life.
- Okay, I'll go alone. Hamer, you are the elder, - Arny mentally
cursed and pushed the door and went out into the street.
to be continued...
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