The story of one life

Any coincidence with real people was pre-planned and thought-out by author. And any coincidence with real events too, because it is and is will be in the end in the same way.
Author.


She opened her eyes and looked in the dirty ceiling for a long time. She couldn’t understand, what woke her up.
Through window shades falls sun lights.
The sun! Dreams disappeared. Susan sat and opened the window. She was in old, colorful pajamas. She sat stillness, the sun was beautiful. Her delight was infinitely. There were a lot of clouds, ash and smoke in the sky. But there were vermillion spot of clean sky. And the sun was there. Really, alive sun! For the first time in nearly three months! Adown, on streets, rare people are stopped too. They looked at the sky and coughed first sun lights greedily.
Susan smiled and substituted her face from the lights. It was very good sign. This day must be successful. She yawned and went to the kitchen, where were too cold. She looked at dirty plates, when she filling, that her cat nuzzle of her leg.
—Leave me, Cat! - She filled water in the teapot. It was old, crumpled and with spots of rust. But it was the teapot!
Cat miaowed and nuzzled of her leg again.
—Do you want to eat, Cat?
There was a piece of old ham and yoghurt in old fridge. Susan sniffed ham very carefully. Then she winced and gave this small smells badly piece to Cat. At first, Cat miaowed merrily, but after that he sniffed ham and winced too. He couldn’t understand how somebody can eat this…
—But… who is relaxing now? It is not you, or me… so, it that I gave you. You don’t want? Great! So, you can try to find another meal by yourself, ok? –—Cat go out through the window. — I understand you. Oh, how I want to find meals as well as you! Ok, I’ll have tea in solitude.
Susan filled hot water in the mug and realized that tea was end.
She sniffed can with yogurt suspiciously. Then she understood that if she eats this she’ll die in horrible torments. So, yoghurt went after ham.
She has to eat water with some sugar and piece stale black bread. But even this couldn’t spoil her mood. The crimson ball of the sun shined through yellowish-grey haze and painted all in blood colors.
Old telephone jingled in the vestibule. Susan got out the bathroom and took darned telephone tube. She promised for herself, if it is somebody of her familiars, she’ll swear this person.
—Yes, Susan is here. Really? Already? Where? Well, it’s Ok. Will a car there? So what? Ok, it isn’t so matter.
She threw the tube very angry. They didn’t give the car. She mumbled several indecent words for the chief of her department and went back to the bathroom. If she go in the office seven minutes later, nothing won’t happened wish them.
— If you do one more the same prank – and I’ll fire you to devil’s mother! — Kirilloff was knocked the table by his fist. — Ok, I can understand if you are late on 5 minutes, ok, well, on 10 minutes, but not on one and a half hour!!!!
Susan sat very comfortable on old wood chair. She declared insolently:
— You can’t fire me. Where you find somebody, who agrees to work here?
Kirilloff looked at her, thought and agreed, that no where.
— And I ask you working without same pranks henceforward. Ok?
Susan winced skeptically. Kirilloff looked at her gloomily from behind the folder and threatened with his fist.
— Ok. Today evening you are going to Siberia.
— Where? — Susan trace fell of the chair. In the last moment she managed to restore the balance. — You must be joking!
— Certainly. I work up by clown on half a rate. — Kirilloff looked sullen. — Enjoying, it’s very funny.
Susan promised to think about it.
— You are going not in the center of Siberia. It’s small village there. It name is Illinois. It seems that near this village created The Den. Already three men fell ill there. – He fell silent for few minutes. – Ok. Keep this folder. All of information is there. You are going by air this evening.
— What about weapon? – Susan took the folder and put it in her rucksack. .
— It’s your problems…
— So…what about assistants?
— And it’s…- Kirilloff began…
— My problems too. – Susan finished instead of him.
— Exactly! You may go. – He hinted that she is free now.
Susan wasn’t give up for herself with one small pleasure. When she went out, she clapped the door very aloud.
The first trouble happened after several minutes. She called up her best friend and assistant, Irma. But nobody took the telephone.
She looked on the watch. It was half past to. Well, actually, Irma should was able to wake up. But she wasn’t.
At last, she answered.
— So what? - Her voice was sleepy and discontented. – Who and what wants from me?
— It’s me.
— Oh…hm-m…what’s happened, because of you woke me so early?
— I have a work for you and me. The money we’ll divide fifty-fifty.
— No… - Irma was unable to think. – I really don’t want to go somewhere and working… it’s so hard… and I’m really ill.
— Yes? Who is it in this case?
Irma sniffled for a few time in the tube and disconnected.
The second trouble was absence of patrons for her gun. Susan crept in the nearest gun-shop and spent half of money, which was chosen for the trip.
And the third trouble waited for her at home, at her kitchen. It insolently settled down on a sofa and put legs in black socks on a radiator. And this trouble was her husband.
— Great! All what I want – that’s taken you of your tail and hit you of this corner! What are you doing here? What devils came you here?
— At first, you can’t take me of my tail, because I haven’t it. I forgot it at home. I’ sitting here. And devils were common. They were small and black. Or no…or they weren’t black? Perhaps, they were red?
Susan looked on the sky and sighed.
— You drank with that terrible company again! What did you forget in my house?
— Well… this morning I’ve found that coffee is over. And I thought that, may be, you have it. And, by the way, I drank with Max. And it was long time ago…nearly 4 days ago.
— Here am I said: with that terrible company. Only you and he drank till little dark devils. Apropos, did you find a coffee? – Susan left him alone and went to the room.
— Yahoo! – Susan changed in her dressing-gown and slippers and returned in the kitchen.
— Yahoo! – she repeated again, when she was seeing a cup of hot tea on the table.
— You are going to work again? – Christopher looked very interesting of thin folder. Over the folder lay the gun.
Chris looked at his wife, who pacifically drank tea, and then he looked at the gun. They looked pointlessly near each other. Susan was nice funny girl. She had not very long brown hair, grey eyes and charming smile. But the gun looked too serious and commanding. It was black, not very big, with threadbare handle.
— Cool! Isn’t it too heavy?
Susan smirked. She moved sheets of paper in the folder and read them fast. Chris drank his tea and packed his favorite pipe.
Susan looked at him for a moment. She thought that he looked pointlessly in her kitchen. He was tall, handsome, with long dark hair, in his invariable black suit. She sighed very quietly and started to polish the gun with the lap of her dressing-gown.
— I want to buy a holster, but I have no time and money ended recently… — she bemoaned.
— Where this time?
— In Siberia.
— It was luck. Where? Most certainly in the capital, in Novosibirsk?
— If it was true… I’m going in some village. They found a den.
Chris became serious.
— Is it big?
— Approximately fifteen specimens.
He took his feet away the radiator and took the pipe on the table.
— It is too much. Who go with you?
— Nobody. I’m going there alone. — Susan shuddered. She tried to leave this theme and sighed insincerely. — Oh, I want a cup of tea again.
But it wasn’t so easy to bowl him out. If he clings at something, it’ll firmly.
— You can’t to go there alone. It’s too dangerous. Why didn’t you take Irma? Did you phoned her? — He stretched to his mobile phone.
— Chris! — Susan looked at her husband. — You don’t need to look after me. I’ve became adult 300 years ago. And I phoned Irma. She can’t to go with me, because she’s busy.
They looked at each other for a few minutes and at last Chris yielded.
— Please, be careful there.
Susan nothing answered him. Chris sat at the kitchen when Susan packed her belongings. She took only necessary belongings. All of them complemented the gun, spare cartridge clips and the folder.
She dressed an old threadbare raincoat in the vestibule. She asked Chris:
— Please, feed my Cat, when I won’t at home. Ok?
He nodded.
— Ok. I need to go in the airport.
After she went out, Chris returned at the kitchen. Cat was there.
— Well, Cat, we leave alone. If you behave badly, I won’t feed you.
Cat looked at Chris, miaowed, and clung at his leg with the most pensive and philosophical mug.

Susan sat bended very uncomfortable on a hard chair. She promised for herself never going by air in her life. When she switched on the walkman she could to relax. She perused files of the work fast. There was nothing unusual. Near that village was found the den. There were already 3 sick. In the den approximately were 10 to 15 specimens. Susan ever yawned because of boring. She envied cunning Irma. Susan’s work has to be unbelievably usual and boring. She closed her eyes and heeded a sing sounded in earphones:
I know that I flied,
I know that I lived.
I know that I knew it.
I know that I died.
The girl sighed. This song was the best reflection of her mood. Because she couldn’t said that today life is good life. Susan looked at the porthole. She didn’t see too much, but even those small views were terrible.
All of this started long time ago. It was in 2030. At first there were earthquakes, hurricanes, rainstorms and eruptions of volcanoes. Then global warming started. Ices of poles and icebergs melted. But people didn’t set much for these cataclysms. Then the wave of disasters flowed in North America. Intensity and power increased gradually. And in one “great” moment a terrible earthquake split America for some parts. They went under water for 2 months. And America stopped to be. The nature showed that it’s stronger than people, in one wink, having broken settled picture of world. It was shock for mankind. Then The Third World War started. It was between Russia and countries of East, Japan and China. It was war per redistribution of the world and of spheres of influence. These countries thought that they would be next. With Russia were remainders of Europe’s countries. The War was quick, cruel and bloody. A lot of people died there. And when nucleus weapon were used, became one more trouble. Meteorites flied at The Earth. There were four of them. The first fell in Russia, near Moscow. The second – in Brasilia, the third nearly destroyed Paris, the fourth fell in India. The other meteorites were too small and burned in the atmosphere or fell in oceans. Before person of dangers, threatened from cosmos, war went out. But it didn’t restored what were early. International relations were restored. People have formed the new agreements; have divided the remainder of world anew. In Russia proceeded a lot of changes. The capital was carry in the center of Siberia, in Novosibirsk. But attempts to rebirth The Empire didn’t give any satisfactory results. People were too afraid and they waited to death every minute. And terrible things became to do. The nature was dying. The Earth was polluted by chemicals. It wasn’t bear fruit. A lot of freshwater sources dried up. Spares of water decreased of over and over again. A number of fast fires died most of forests. Animals were dying. Plants were dying to and people would to be next. But afterwards trouble more terrible came. An unknown cosmic virus had come into the Earth. The virus was mortal. Vaccine from the virus didn’t create. And there weren’t scientists who could try to investigate it. Somebody could think that the virus had a brain. The virus came into the man with air-water way, with polluted water and food. It was infecting men’s brain and was transforming him into the monster. Appearance changed gradually. Infected people couldn’t eat usual food; they were dying under of action of air and the sun. And they had to go out of other people. They were living near places of falling of meteorites, where were increased radiation. And finally they became mad and died because of radiation. It seemed, that people hadn’t any quit. People had hidden in rubble of cities and had fought of survival. Death was everywhere. Fields were becoming deserts. Lakes and rivers were drying up. Animals were becoming monsters. Layer of ozone became too thin. Sunrays were mortal. And then… some moment the virus started to weaken. It didn’t disappear, but it stopped to be mortal. The mankind restored gradually. Appear new city on ruins old, they already there were at all other, than previously. Cities weren’t beautiful. They were gray and alike. They were revived economy and policy and rest spheres of activity, providing human existence. People – the worst virus in the whole universe, because no what and no who can not kill it. Life expectancy grew shorter. In fifty people were very old, like in eighty or ninety in other times.
Not that life was good, but it was life… Special Guard was created by government. It was destroying hearths of the virus, which were calling “Dens”. The Guard was trying to prevent all chance to spreading of Virus. It was well-paid work. But nobody get warranty that next task doesn’t become last. But there were volunteers. One of them became Susan.
I remember that all of it was,
I remember that was dawning,
I remember that I loved,
I remember through ensemble years.
She doesn’t like her job very much. Dynamic rhythm, unusual tasks, possibility to feel adrenaline in boiling blood attracted her more. There were new cities, new people, new acquaintance and possibilities. First five years all was beautifully.
I think that I fell.
I think that betrayed.
I think that lost,
I think that not with ill.
And then in one moment – she even didn’t understand when it happened –she ceased to like what she does. Tasks there were alike, and that, who it kill, there were alike too. They were with alike despair and pain in wholly human eyes, single that remind of that they there were people at another time. On tasks Susan went with repugnant feeling of need and inevitability. And every time tearing off whose-that life she already did not sure that she’ll be able to do this. She was thinking about to throw the Guard, and be occupied anything others, to find other work.
I feel that I’ll forget,
I feel that I’ll repudiate,
I feel that gossip will be,
I feel that I won’t return.
But what she can to find? The girl who knowing how to kill, professional having firearm, accustomed to bring the death in gift. She didn’t know. And did not present, as will live, and she will be able to live without it. Because this already deeply has started the roots in its heart, became part it, its showers.
I believe that I fly,
I believe that I live,
I believe that I know it,
I believe that I’ll die.
Susan didn’t want to think about it. Now she had the task, which necessary there was execute. She had purpose, which necessary there was destroying. She has Cat waiting for her, which was had to feed. And there was Chris, who was her husband. And all thoughts about change the profession were forced back in distant corner of consciousness to not to disturb to concern with deals by vitals.


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