The Petersburg? - Well. With Nejshlotsky. I there then happened to it. I do not know only, this side street now has remained
or is not present - there the big building, I remember, occurred - hotel built, "Leningrad"...
And the Main thing as called? - Listen, nastyrjaga, I already it explained all to you...
Well, and have suddenly recollected. Week after all has passed.
I cannot recollect what I do not know and did not know never.
I explain once again: tell-tales called him "a companion the colonel". Toadies, in eyes, - the same. And between itself named
its "Main" or - "Daddy"...)... Precisely I remember, there was it on seventh of March. I have woken up - someone shakes me
for a shoulder. And I after a yesterday's session absolutely sick, think nothing, and before eyes - as a tulle curtain. And it
parts forcibly me Tolka-touch, eyes as flat dishes, not bachut troshki: rise Aleha, it is necessary to tear claws, anybody does
not remain. "As does not remain?!" And the chamber and really - empty, is not present anybody, and cots are not laid, all is
thrown, as on a fire. I have jumped, and odezhi was not present! It is not necessary odezhi. Linen yes a dressing gown with
slippers. Where in such kind? And from nerves the tooth on a tooth does not get any more. We have rushed with Tolikom on
an exit - everywhere is empty! In operational - it is empty, in dressing - it is empty, in procedural - it is empty, in a rest room -
emptiness, on posts - anybody... Have jumped out in a lobby - huge that your station, and besides is not present anybody,
only the door target on a draught claps. And here at me there has come mind obscuring. In eyes has become darkly, and I
have forgotten all.
I remember any lane bulyzhnyj... The old peeled peeled houses over a head... The old woman any black looks at me from a
gate...
And when it has completely come to, has appeared that I already on Tolikovoj to a raspberry, among thieves and
gangsters... Well, it any more so is interesting.
... That you! Were very strange! For example, I remember, there were two... One - the boy absolutely, years of sixteen, - I
and itself was then the milksop, but it even to me the boy seemed, absolute shketom. Called its Denis, a surname - I do not
remember, and to tell more truly - I do not know. Lopouhy, a neck - about a finger in the thickness, handles lean, and paws -
red, as at a gander, and huge.
Puppy... And the second we called it be Synulja. I do not know whose it there was synulja, but him Main so called: "And
tepev, synulja, dovogusha washing, we will be engaged in you pevsonalno..." And so these two tormented absolutely
especially. Generally, what exactly with them did, I do not know, and anybody from us did not know it. They - shouted. Day
and night shouted, on neskolku days successively. Doctors about them run, warped, with syringes, with droppers, there-
here, fence off them from us in the distant end, yes that to sense - they shout, at the top of the voice, before mortal rattle...
Then them began to take away in general and held somewhere in the distance, already for the second procedural, but,
happened, you are on the back in the first procedural with a gut in this place and you hear, how he there cries the head off -
through four walls and a corridor. I do not understand, how such flour could be transferred, and however, anything -
transferred, as pretty. The person - it is capable of all. Five days cries out from an intolerable pain, let even in full
bessoznanke, and then days it will be overslept - and again as a green cucumber.
Only does not remember anything that with it was these days... I said to you, what of them wished to make there? Is not
present? Well also has correctly arrived: there is nothing to fray about it. Suddenly - the truth? God forbid, if the truth...