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In the ghostly light, everything becomes so scary and dangerous, and
no one will save you from the evil spirits that will knock on your door -
his house... In general, a modern version of an ancient scary
fairy tales In this section we plan to place stories that
ry we will all write in our leisure days. This is not so, wickedly-
but, like "Lamer's Corner" in ZF, but not as harmless as it could be
appear at first glance. All Thriller Characters Exist
in fact, they even live in our Northern Paradise,
as a certain Peter I called this city. However, I started chatting...
(c) Eugeny Sobolev'97
Z A Z E R K A L E
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(prologue)
The sun beat merrily from the window, playing with reflections on the glass and reflecting
sit in puddles, merrily squelching under galoshes, always in a hurry somewhere -
shihpassers-by Fortunately, the weather was clear, December 31st was the most
midsummer (the beets have started to spike). It is quite clear that in such
day Arnie just didn’t want to get up from the downy couch in the corner
on which he slept, out of habit, with his plump legs tucked under him.
But the day had already begun and a ray of sunshine was hitting the only
left eye and looked into the right - glass, which Arnie
lost for his excessively long tongue, irrepressible imagination, and
also a very special sense of humor, which, however, no one
didn't share. And so he gathered his courage and hung his
little plump legs, he knew that at two o'clock in the afternoon
two cool aquarium fish lovers will be waiting for him - Retor and
*HIMSELF*. Yes, he thought, heading into the hallway for a short
with a slow step, how great it is that a year ago I became an
swear precisely by aquarium fish, and not there, let’s put it
the knowledge of poisonous snakes, like a certain comrade. PROGRESSOR (but we won’t
about him) or collecting forks and shoes, because in just
some tiny amount of time (on the scale of the universe, but Arnie thought
only on the scale of the universe, not otherwise) I became the coolest
tym Lyubakryb (Lover of aquarium fish). Thinking so, he
I didn’t even notice how I ended up on the street, which was not flooded for the evening
bright sun.
And at this time, at a completely different end of the city *SAM* and Retor
obviously talked on the phoneagreeing to meet at
POGROSE, at the Retrogradskaya metro station.
Retor > Ale, and Alexey is ok.
*SAM* > Hanushki.
Retor > Well, damn it, I didn’t recognize that you went to the hairdresser.
*HIMSELF* > Nope, yesterday they gave me a moray eel. I dragged myself home
- I overstrained myself. By the way, ask Arnie, maybe he’ll ask you too
will give.
Retor > So we are meeting with him today. And what the hell is he
He will give it, maybe he will sell it.
*HIMSELF* > Well, buy it. It's worthwhile. :) She certainly doesn't look like...
zist, but when he barks, you will be heard.
Retor > So what? Are we going out?
*HIMSELF* > Well, since we promised to be in Pogros at two o’clock, we will be.
Retor > BYE!
*SAM* > Banyushki.
Arnie walked down the street, hanging his nose sadly. I recently told him -
Is it possible that the PROGRESSOR again made something up and attached it to the door of the public
TV toilet Ilaytovskaya sticker with the inscription LAMPRIPE from those
what Vyaseslav printed for them at one time. LAMPRIPE, he thought -
the work of my whole life, the unification of lubakrybov under my crown -
with his hand (he himself had long considered himself the unspoken ruler
The lampreys and anyfishes seemed to have nothing against it). I'll take my revenge
I will take revenge. Now I’ll get fat a little more and take revenge - she knocked on her head.
ve one single thought, it gave him hope and meaning
life. After all, if he does not have his own personal enemy and if he
will not gather cool fishfish around itself, then whatin general
LAMPIRE will be engaged. Not (ridiculous to even think about) breeding
or poisonous snakes. This thought immediately made him feel warm and pleasant.
and even in a stomach weighed down with two bottles of beer poured into it,
There was less rumbling.
*HIMSELF* was waiting for Rethor at the exit from the Retrograd metro station
sky". Seeing his friend, he gently hugged him by the shoulders and they were together
let's go to POGROS.
*HIMSELF > Woohoo! Hayushki.
Retor > We've already said hello.
*SAM* > Nothing. But Arnie is nowhere to be seen. It will probably come soon.
Let's wait for him in POGROS.
Retor > Of course we'll wait. He still owes me 50 tons. After all, he
The mdomdem you shoved into me doesn’t work.
*SAM* > What are you doing! I pulled it out of a jar myself in one night.
with poppy seeds and a piece of ventilation wire. LAMPRIPE one
in a word.
Retor > I don’t know... Maybe I put it in the wrong place...
*HIMSELF* > Exactly, we still need to figure out where you inserted it!
Retor > This is not for you to play football with the boys. Okay break-
Let's get together somehow.
*HIMSELF* > And that’s right. And here comes the POGROS!
A guy stood at the Pogros and waving his arms, explaining something
to the grinning little one. “Lubacrank,” thought Arnie looking at
kid, but didn’t say anything out loud. And indeed it was
inveterate Lubakrank (lover of aquarium fish - p.ank). Arnie
walked past slowly, sweat streaming down his back. I'll wait inside
he thought, and calmerit will happen, and no one will bother you to watch it
Is it true that POGROS is already distributing their newspaper - "Lubakrybpress"
and whether the latter is popular.
Arnie, *SAM* and Retor approached Pogros from different directions and poet-
they didn’t meet him. *SAM* and Retor stopped near the entrance and
They began to listen with interest to what the kid and the little guy were talking about.
The little one was entering the MINOGUE and now, without noticing even those approaching
*HIMSELF* and Retor he was clearly arguing very, very furiously about something
with a child waving his arms. After listening *MYSELF* I realized
that they were arguing about what sequence to launch
fish in the aquarium. Either put the fish in the aquarium first, and
then pour water, or something else. Petty argued the first.
Stupid, thought *HIMSELF* with a smile. He knew for sure that
before putting the fish in the aquarium and then adding water,
You must first pour out the water from the aquarium, along with the old fish
because the shelf life of aquarium fish is a month, no more!
Smiling stupidly, *SAM* and Retor entered POGROS. And...
-=- to be continued -=-
A necessary afterword.
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Perhaps someone didn't even realize what it was. As they say
for those who don't understand. Here is an image of a new type of computer
thorny art, namely a computer thriller. According to analogy with
computer novel - the brainchild of YuriMatveeva. This genre is not
sets itself the goal of offending someone, although some may
It's worth thinking about. In general, how SERG characterized this genre
NICHOLS, - crazy. Maybe so. If anyone wants to write
say, something in this genre - you are welcome. Well, what if no one
If you like it, what can we do? Let's get it to hell. At the end
After all, the newspaper is made for you and everyone participates in this
to the best of our ability and time.
P.P.S.
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Since the demo sold well thanks to the efforts of some people,
There have already been clicks. About 5 enthusiastic calls. And even more
scolded, but since the scolding was only from the Arnoists, it was taken into account
we don't accept it. If within 3 days after the publication of the newspaper in
light, 6 neutral people will call and express their dissatisfaction
regarding the "THRILLER" section, it will be replaced by another.
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