And around me is tundra, around me is ice
I watch how everyone is in a hurry somewhere,
but no one goes anywhere.
B. G.
Room with white ceiling
I woke up in a small room with a white ceiling. I was alone in the room. I was lying on a bed that looked like a hospital bed. My hands were tied to an iron frame. There was no one in the room. Only a single fly flew around the fluorescent lamp. I thought that if a fly somehow flew in here, then maybe I would be able to get out of here. What was outside I had a bad idea. The room had a window with iron bars, but from the bed it was almost impossible to see what was outside. Just something that looks like tree leaves. So I lay there for about two hours.
Two hours later, a white painted door opened and several people entered the room. One of them was in a white coat, one in a cap, there was also an elderly woman with a man, and a young girl. They looked at me from a distance and talked about something. Although I clearly heard all the sounds, the meaning of the conversation was incomprehensible to me.
Return
The young girl roared, tore herself free from the grasping arms, and approached the bed. I looked into her teary eyes. Suddenly, something in me began to change. I got to know those around me and began to understand what they were talking about.
“Misha… Misha, do you remember me, I’m Sveta… well, Sveta.
— Sveta... Of course... Sveta, hello, how are you?
I wanted to hug her, but my arms were tightly tied to the bed. Everyone else slowly moved closer. The man in the white coat breathed a sigh of relief.
- Fine! Okay, he spoke. This is amazing. So he's not dangerous. Hands can be untied.
Rubbing my hands, I looked at those around me, thinking what would happen next. And of course, I recognized my father and mother, who anxiously looked in my direction, barely holding back tears. Mom asked in a trembling voice:
Doctor, tell me what happened to him?
- It's hard to say, but it looks like poisoning with burnt vodka.
- Burnt vodka? - Mom started crying. - But how could this happen ... He never drank almost anything ... My boy.
- There is a complicated story here ... He was found in the suburbs of Krasnodar. He was almost naked. Departed from people, growled and bit. I had to call for an outfit. And he was brought here to the Krasnodar psychiatric hospital. We were afraid of him in the general ward, and placed here, in a room for special occasions. But maybe a fellow pilot will tell you more.
A man in a police uniform took off his cap and took out a sheet covered in small, incomprehensible handwriting from a folder.
“This is not a very simple matter. With great difficulty, we restored a more or less reliable picture. If he had not been detained, then we would never have been able to compare the facts, and this would never have become known. Looks like the suspect...
Mom started crying.
“It looks like the suspect has mastered a particularly powerful form of hypnosis with the help of books. Then, like a hare, he entered the train to Novorossiysk. In Novorossiysk, he fraudulently used the services of a city taxi. Further worse.
- Worse?
Mom threw up her hands.
- He ingratiated himself, and then seduced a junior researcher, a girl in good standing. She, by the way, has not yet been found ... But she was soon to publish a monograph “Medicinal plants of the coastal zone” ...
I looked at Sveta apprehensively. She blushed and bit her lip nervously.
“But that's not all.
- Not all?
- Taking advantage of the trust of an employee, he entered the territory of a sensitive facility. No one noticed, walked around there for two days. By the way, he ate for free and used utilities. In the end, he organized an attack on the director. At the same time, he stole and destroyed equipment worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
“My God, what will happen now… what will happen now…”
The doctor, straightening his dressing gown, and straightening his posture, approached my mother and said.
- What will happen, what will happen ... but nothing special will happen, right, Comrade Lieutenant.
- Yes, comrade ..., comrade doctor.
- Who needs all these proceedings, because you understand, the object is of great importance for the country's economy, because they need to work ... And we will treat your lad. How much does he have until the end of his vacation? About two weeks? That's great, lie down, recover - and go to work.
Hearing the words “Go to work,” I pressed myself against the headboard and wrapped my arms around the blanket.
- What a job for him, look at what condition he is in.
— Don't worry, modern pharmacology works wonders. Soon it will be like a cucumber.
First day at work
And here I am at work. As if there was no vacation. On the table is a stack of documentation on current projects, on the screen is the development environment. You need to focus somehow. As soon as the first lines of code appear, the boss comes up.
“Ah, Mikhail, from vacation, I see. Burnt out, I see. You are there, write a report to the supply, otherwise they have been baking me for a month. And I say, Misha is on vacation. Oh, what's wrong with your face?
He pointed to a scar across his cheek.
Cut himself with Occam's razor.
- Like this?
“Well, I thought it wouldn’t happen, but it turns out it does.”
The chief thought, trying to understand the meaning of the phrase.
- That's what you are. Shave like all normal people - Gillette. Do not order any nonsense on Chinese sites.
He patted me on the shoulder and went to the next box.
Oh my God, I'm at work. You can joke without fear of being understood. I touched the scar. They think I've lost my memory. But I remembered everything in the smallest detail, only I had no one to tell about it. And not why.
And further. All of them did not know the most important thing. In my soul - I'm still outside the perimeter. Somewhere Nastya is waiting for me. Vacation a year later. And I'll come up with something again.
(That's the end of this little phantasmagoria on the topic of summer vacation. Thank you, everyone who read to the end and experienced all these strange events with me. The text turned out to be not very short, and I apologize for that. I hope that it was not at all boring. For convenience, I publish the table of contents.)
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