╔════════════════════════ ═══════════════════ ═══════════════════╗ ║ House 16a. ║ ╙─────────────────────────────── ───────────────────────────────╜ I decided to present to your Attention, dear readers of PROTO- Na, my story, which I completely recently wrote. The idea belongs to EVP-SOFTy, I remember what an impression made it terrible on me stories on the phone. I decided to reflect put it all in the story that you and you can see with your own eyes. The most interesting thing is that many tia, seeming fabulous, in fact are in fact plausible. Sincerely, SANDMAN. CHAPTER 1: ON THE SEARCH TO MOSCOW Like all children, in my youth I dreamed of finding a treasure. But after the children are growing up, and all these children'sdreams are forgotten. But I Unlike others, I couldn’t get rid of this dream. When- yes, at the institute I became friends with one person who was interested in the same idea. Only he, unlike me, not only I dreamed, but I also searched. He told me a lot of interesting things, so much so that I spent hours listened with his mouth open, without interrupting a single word. He I always said that the profession of a treasure hunter is very dangerous. And so two years ago he went on another search. I remember that day. It was very hot. Walking to the train, he told me to expect him in about a month. He said goodbye to me as always, smiling broadly and looking straight into the eyes. He said: “I’ll come back and, if you want, I’ll take you to Moscow. There’s something there profit." He often told me about Moscow, its underground labyrinths that concealed many traps and mysteries, but such a proposal I heard from him for the first time. I was terribly happy and wished him a speedy hope to return, and said that together we will find the most big treasure. I didn't see him again... CHAPTER 2: INTRODUCTION From my friends I learned that it is possible to get housing in Moscow, you just need to pay a certain amount for to the head of REU. And so, when all matters were settled, I finally decided to visityour new home. Walking briskly along unfamiliar streets, I periodically glanced around, looking for the place I need. “Even though the metro is nearby, it’s still good,” sho,” I thought, because, of course, I don’t have enough money for a good apartment. could count. Finally I noticed the object of the future from afar housing. I imagined it would be a dark and mysterious place... then, but I didn’t see anything unusual. The house, which was at least a hundred years old, stood in the recess NI. Peeling plaster and falling off bricks were reminders of that no one planned to restore the house from the very moment it was built buildings. The house stood leaning towards me, creating it seems that he is about to fall, but, as they explained to me, it has stood for a century and will stand for another century. Although I wouldn’t say that about him, hall The lower floor has almost completely sunk into the ground and its windows are almost was not visible. In some places the windows were boarded up, in some places they were framed there was no glass. In general, an ordinary old house. For some reason the front door was metal, and there was a There was a special card. Naturally, I already had it. Using the card, I opened the door. Carefully rising to the fifth floor, I took out the keys and began to unlock the door to the apartment ru. The castle looked very strong, and the oak door made eerie impression. "Yes, a castlejam - never from here “You’ll come out,” I decided gloomily. Entering inside, I felt damp and cold. I turned on the light in corridor. The faded yellow lamp barely shone, but I knew that It was strictly forbidden to screw in powerful lamps, since In heaven, the wiring could burn like paper. I entered the room. Vyts- the dilapidated parquet floor creaked under my feet so much that it seemed that I was about to I'll go to the neighbors. Dirty white wallpaper with yellow streaks, ob- a peeling ceiling, windows that haven’t been washed for ten years - this whole picture is completely killed me. Continuing my tour of the apartment, I went to kitchen. The first thing I saw was crowds of cockroaches scattering extending in all directions. On the wall there was a huge ventilation directly bare uniform one and a half meters high. It was covered with wire lattice. Looking there, I saw the walls of the ventilation shaft, covered with gray fluffy dust, going somewhere into the distance. If and It was possible to find a darker place, then only in the cemetery. Mine my mood was hopeless and spoiled for a long time, I felt some Roy anxiety caused by the interior of my chambers. After walking around the apartment a little more, I suddenly heard a ringing. After listening, I realized that it was the front doorbell. I don't I imagined who might come to me, because no one knew me, so with a restless soul I went to open the door. Eyes, ra-Of course, there was no, and therefore I, at my own peril and risk, sharply smelled the door. There was a man standing on the threshold with a frightened face. com. He had a gun in his hands. The first thing he did was... threw it in my stomach. “Okay, the nightmares have begun,” I thought. My vision grew dim, and somewhere in the distance I heard the question: “What... Who the hell are you doing here and who are you?" I'm shaking in my voice told me how I got here, and only after that the man left teel gun. A smile appeared on his face and he said: “And I hear- I was wondering that someone was walking upstairs, but there had never been anyone there, so I decided to take a look!" And smiling even wider he added: “By the way, I’m Vasya, what’s your name?” To celebrate our successful acquaintance, we decided to have a drink a glass. Then I realized that this was exactly what I needed. I went down to my new neighbor and we had a drink. First a glass, then another I guess... An hour later there were two empty half-liter bottles under the table. After we kissed goodbye and found out what we had for each other mutual respect, after which I went to bed. To be continued...
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