Pusher
Story. [Continued. Beginning in rooms 85, 86].
(C) Oleg Malakhov (Stever)
Figure: (c) Alexey Antipov (Goblin)
Part of 2.1.
"There is no doubt that the most frightening
events there is some
share of absurdity. "
Stephen King.
"That is not dead, that eternity ocher
preserves. Death with an eternity at times
dies ".
Howard Lovecraft.
Completely unconscious body of a young man was firmly
tied to wooden poles, stands on a decent sized forest glade.
Strained to the limit of the rope cut into the his flesh,
holding the body upright. Freed from their tenacious grip was
just a young man's right hand, and She hung limp at your sides.
Not far from the post burn fire. Flame of fire differed very
unusual color. It was contrary to custom, not blue and yellow,
and green. Moreover, a bright green. Around the fire stood a
small group of people dressed in a shapeless black robes. An
outside observer would have been genuinely shocked to see them
frozen in the light of a bonfire party. After all, they were
completely devoid of any human hell, even though in this case
were human. Too much was in them an almost pathological
cruelty, in something bordering on with complete madness.
Especially the eyes that just radiated wanton aggression and
readiness at any moment to transgress all limits of even the
most sophisticated of sadism against people who dare to stand
in their way. That was the whole of their life - kill, kill and
kill again, bringing the bloody victim to his lord.
It's no secret that every person has its limits
Fear, in which it can be relatively painless and are able to
dive properly and without any particular problems refine his
mind. Of course, everything depends on the individual features
specifically single person, but it should be, there is common
for a normal human mind, the point beyond which intrude it
would be too painful and dangerous. It so happened that a young
man came this most notorious limit. His consciousness has
flatly refused to perceive occurring around a nightmare. In
order to fundamentally damage the mind of a young man who
needed some final, but a powerful blow to the reason. And, of
course, such a blow not slow consequential. It was a train fully
made from human skulls. Thing quite unnatural and does not fit
into the usual and normal human imagination about the world
around him. Already before limit of a shaky relationship with
this young man most world was broken. Enormity of what is
happening completely destroyed the ability of the unfortunate
murderer to think like human beings. He fell into a state of
prostration and waited for his legal fate. For any crime should
be followed by punishment. The young man is very well
understood and did not resist. As is known, have been brought
to its climax extreme situations in the human memory begins to
emerge a number of different events that occurred during his
life, and it is all just a few moments pass before his eyes.
And the killer is very clearly remembered each committed their
crimes. Starting from the very first - killing his own father.
He has all the details he remembered that terrible picture of
crimes against flesh and blood, who brought it to light.
Although in all fairness, it was for her young man, entirely
was not any shame. If people from outside are not familiar with
his family, knew what lay in it for looks quite decent
visibility of well-being, they probably would have acquitted
the young man. True, he did not need someone else's excuse - he
already knew what was right. For his course, the point of view.
After the murder until the end justify the impossible that
would not stand for it. Yes, the father of a young man was
repeatedly physically and mentally (usually, of course,
physically) tortured his son. But the apple from the tree does
not fall far. And the young man inherited his father's
boundless passion for getting pleasure from the torment of his
fellow man. Only the father in every way tried to extend them
and never even tried to kill someone. A son likes not the
process itself suffering of innocent victims, and contemplation
quick but very painful death. He considered himself a true
professional of his craft, perfected the art of killing to the
highest degree. His father may have been crazy. And his
mother's understanding of this truth does not get any easier.
Once linked their fate to a man, she was unable to change
anything, and for his stupidity pay off. Not relegate to
permanent mental and physical torment, she decided to
voluntarily leave the world of the living, in order to enjoy
peace, which In this case, it is certainly not deserved. This
was the last straw for the young man. Mother's death awakened
in him unrestrained desire for revenge accursed tyrant. What he
did not slow to make. Sincerely while hoping that more killing
will not. He was deceived in his calculations. Apparently knew
little about yourself. Impunity, knowing that had already begun
to the first murder, pushed him to further and more new crimes.
He even developed a special method of committing such cases (to
further protect yourself from being caught), and certain, he
alone clear the principles on which the victims were taken. And
each of them appeared today before his mind's eye. There were
many - the distorted truth of suffering, pale and scared to
death faces. The young man understood that it was time of
reckoning. Train the dead will not leave him unpunished. He
will devour his soul, and absorbed it themselves, overthrow in
hell, where The local master of torture and anguish will take
him thoroughly ...
Subsequent events have come together in a young man's head,
and he felt that he falls somewhere in some other worlds, and
the train in the meantime is working on his soul.
The stranger waited long enough, showing true miracles of
patience. He felt that over time, joke is not worth it, but too
great was his desire to teach this impudent killer who imagines
himself a great master's death, a little lesson. The stranger
really wanted the young man got all that for it has already
been prepared in advance, in full. And so the wait. His
congregation also was forced to remain idle, waiting for orders
the beginning of the ritual. Time passed. And he was destined
to go on and on until that moment, until the young man did not
attempt to finally open his eyes, slowly coming out of
oblivion. Stranger light touch of the hand to his forehead
significantly facilitate and accelerate this process. And now,
when everything is ready, it was time to start that for which
they are all gathered here.
A young man came out of oblivion, as it seemed to him
suddenly. He abruptly opened his eyes and then, having learned
from bitter experience, attempted to look at the surroundings.
But from the early visual analyzers have brought him much less
information than all the rest. He felt very strongly limited
ability to move, felt a sharp pain in places touch his body
with something alien (a second later he realized that the
rope). However, his right hand was freed and was able to
produce movement.
Only half a minute to the point estimation of the situation
joined the eyes, and the young man could finally see. And the
first that he had to contemplate, it is the smiling face of a
stranger looking straight at him.
- Woke up? - I heard a young man a question. - Well and good.
And then we have, frankly, tired of waiting.
[To be continued].
