Werewolves and zombies also love at night

Werewolves, as well as zombies, also love at night:
(eat, chat, make phone calls, play video games, make love)

Underline whatever applicable!

Introduction.

               
From an outsider's point of view, Imma is a rather beautiful woman, although she does not consider herself to be such. She is no longer a young girl, but she is very far from old age.
A long time ago, Imma was married, but in less than a few years she divorced. From time to time, Imma had lovers, but the relationship quickly ended.

So, big city, evening, standard apartment.

Let's take a look at Imma's room.

However, it’s better to look at Imma’s face, there is a moisturizing mask on her face. Red hair is pulled high, and in blue eyes longing and sadness. Imma sits on the windowsill and looks out the window at the city, which is slowly plunging into darkness. Another day has almost passed, leaving nothing of itself. The woman's face is calm, because when there is a mask on her face, you don't make a face, but her thoughts rush from hope to hopelessness.
All evening Imma is trying to find a way out of this situation.
Monotonous life, without events, without purpose, kills her.

And then there's the housing issue. Everything would be fine, but the quarrels of the people with whom she lived ... Just ...
Quarrels of close relatives behind the wall did not allow her to concentrate, did not allow her to breathe.

And so it went on every evening.

As soon as she opened the front door in the evening, after returning from work, and entered, she was met by a flurry of screams, reproaches and other verbal husks, which are littered in all directions by swearing people during violent showdowns.

Sometimes she had a desire to just leave and live on the seashore, in the open air. But this idea has so far remained unrealized.
 
Dreams of spending a quiet evening with family disappeared as quickly as cheap instant coffee thrown into a mug of hot boiling water.

Turning on the volume of the TV or music in the headphones did not help.

Taking out today's purchase, twenty new sketchbooks, from the bag, she glanced at the shelf, where there were probably about eight hundred sketchbooks already painted.

Imma did not draw very well, even, to tell the truth, very badly. Online lessons on the Internet did not help, and Imma would never show her daub to a real drawing teacher, but a white sheet of paper fascinated her! Imma couldn't help herself.

 Recently, the more circumstances pressed on her, the more she wanted to draw. It has become a mania!
The more the woman wanted to escape from the cramped space where she lived with relatives, the more she was drawn to stationery stores, where she bought packs of sketchbooks. Shop assistants have already begun to recognize the woman in the face.

Each time, diluting the paints and taking a pencil in her hand, Imma had no idea what she would draw. The woman was fascinated by the sight of a white sheet, she was even more fascinated by the sight of many white sheets fastened together!

One day, upon entering a shop where art supplies were on display, she received an offer to buy an easel and an easel stand. Imma even prepared a bank card to pay for the purchase and delivery, but at the last moment she refused. She realized that she was not tempted to paint only one picture all evening. She liked to draw a series of paintings.

Every night, usually at midnight, she reluctantly put aside almost, and sometimes completely, a sketchbook. By this time, the apartment was getting quiet and Imma finally allowed herself to go into the kitchen and calmly drink a cup of hot tea with a cake.

 She usually took the album with her so that she could slowly look at the whole series of drawings that she had drawn during the evening.

Weekends and holidays differed from weekdays only in that not one album was drawn during the day, but three or four.

Imma went outside only when her relatives remembered her and they had a desire to talk.
Each time, feeling that the moment of migration of relatives from their rooms to her room was brewing, Imma began to hurriedly get ready.
 
Having come up with a non-existent pretext, she flew out of the house like a bullet.
She was followed by a hail of accusations of inattention and selfishness. At this moment, usually the relatives forgot about the quarrels between themselves and in two voices, in a duet, scolded Imma, who did not want to communicate.

No, you can't say that Imma was a strange old maid who spent all her time within four walls. All strange things happened to a woman only in the evenings, after work.
At work, she was an ordinary ordinary employee, a gray mouse without initiative and ambition. She did her job and got paid for it. The salary was well ... normal, but not so normal as to buy a separate apartment. It would be possible to rent an apartment, but then there would be no money left for everything else, food, clothes, etc.

Imma was an average worker and everything about her was average, hair, face, figure. That is, nothing stands out. Imma's eyes were bright blue, but the glasses covered the woman's eyes from morning to evening, and Imma saw her blue eyes only in front of her. at bedtime, in the mirror, when she took off her glasses to wash herself.

Imma crossed the threshold of thirty years, but has not yet approached forty years. The woman desperately wanted to change her life, but she did not know how to do it.

One evening, as always, she crossed the threshold of her native house, she took off her outer clothes and shoes and moved in the direction of her room.

And that's it.
 
Imma woke up already in the morning. She was lying on the table and only one album lay open in front of her. Imma tried to remember the gap between the time she hung her coat on the hook and the present moment when she lifted her head from the table.
 
Imma's cheek was imprinted with a pattern from a mug holder. Probably, Imma fell asleep right at the table after painting another album.
Opening the album, Imma for a long time could not understand why she had drawn a series of strange drawings.
In the first drawing there was a room, one wall was missing in the room. All twenty-four sheets were painted with a view of a long room. Probably, in reality, the elongated room would stretch for many kilometers, but in Imma's album, the room ended on the twenty-fourth page.

On page twenty-four, the room had a fourth wall, but now the first was missing.

And Imma spent the night on this nonsense? It's good that tomorrow, or rather today, was Saturday. Leaving the album on the table, Imma made the bed and lay down.

The woman slept all day. The more she slept, the more she wanted to sleep on. But everything comes to an end. The quarrel in the next room did not immediately reach her ears, but when the female voice turned into a crescendo, Imma realized that she could not sleep any longer.

 Yes, it was time to get up. The clock was six o'clock in the evening. Saturday is almost over.
Dinner, which included breakfast and lunch, got up across the throat, it was raining outside the window, and twilight was creeping into the room.

 In general, everything was as always.
Leaving the kitchen, Imma returned to her room.

Finally, the time has come for drawing, or rather drawings. Opening the album, Imma was languidly surprised. Weird. Early in the morning, when she raised her head from the table, the picture showed only an empty room stretched out in length, but now the picture is some furniture.

The drawing was drawn with a simple pencil, schematically. Imma usually painted with paints when the drawing was ready. This drawing has not been completed. There was only one room, but the drawings were not exactly the same. Turning over the next page, Imma noticed all the new changes. It was like a game of "Find the three differences" or four or five.

The last, twenty-fourth drawing showed an unusual room with ordinary furniture.
As you remember, the room consisted of three walls, the first wall remained in the first drawing. There was no door in the room, but a rope ladder appeared, with the help of which it was possible to climb out into the hatch under the ceiling.

All three walls had small windows, narrow such windows, almost cracks, the windows were located high, almost under the ceiling, and a small ladder led to each window.
Imma flipped the album back to the first page. The woman did not remember how she drew these drawings. The first drawing was drawn very pale, but page after page the drawing became more defined and even seemed to be prominent.

Closing the album, the woman turned it over and examined it from all sides.
 But that was it. The drawing of the room remained inside the album.

Sighing, Imma put the album on top of a stack of other albums and went for a walk before going to bed.

Going down to the sea, she looked at the waves for a long time. It was quiet and calm here. It was raining and there were no people who wanted to sit in the rain on the seashore, except for Imma. The shore, usually crowded, was empty today. When the raincoat stopped raining, Imma decided it was time to go home. Opening the door, she listened apprehensively, but all was quiet. Walking quickly to her room, she closed the door with relief.

It was dark outside, turning on the TV to create a background for the drawings, she reached out to take a new album and took five steps towards the table, but there was already a blank album on the table.
 
It was open.

Imma could have sworn she didn't put this album on the table, but...
There was no one to swear and Imma just dropped the album on the floor, replacing it with the one she took from the shelf. She was about to delve into her new job when she suddenly saw something unusual.

Before falling, the album fanned its pages and on the last page... Imma leaned over and picked up the album again. Yes, there was a drawing on the last page. Apparently, she also drew this drawing, but she did not remember when.

Rising from the table, the woman again picked up that album with the room that was drawn on all twenty-four sheets.
Thank God nothing has changed here.

Returning to the new album with a drawing on the last page, Imma saw that people appeared in the drawing.

That couldn't be right!
Imma did not know how to draw people, but the drawing spoke of the opposite. The people were drawn by Imma's hand. The woman could even name the number of the pencil with which people were drawn. Dand here it is, this pencil!
 The pencil stood in a stand, but was completely outlined. If Imma wanted to continue drawing with this particular pencil, then she had to sharpen it.
Let's get back to people. The picture was of a woman. Looking closer, Imma saw her figure and face. The woman in the picture was a copy of Imma.

Okay.

So the first person has been identified.
A man stood next to the woman, he raised his eyebrows questioningly, as if expecting some kind of confirmation or clarification from the woman in the picture.
In the hands of the woman, that is, Imma number two, was a piece of paper of incomprehensible quality, and in her hands was a pencil stub.

The woman, like Imma number one, was small in stature, but the man next to the drawn Imma was tall and muscular.
These two...
Those who knew these people were always surprised, looking at this tandem of a short woman and a big man. A man unquestioningly obeyed a woman, and only sometimes ...

However, we will talk about sometimes later.

The introduction is over and it's time to open the cards.

Do you think that Imma number two and her companion is just a drawing?

No, this one is not.

Rather, it is not.

Each of the women, Imma number one and Imma number two, believes that only she is real, and the second, similar to her, is just a drawing.

To prove otherwise to these two stubborn women is useless. Let everyone think what she thinks.
 And we're moving on to the first chapter.

Chapter first. Drawing on the last page.

- Nimma, - the man turned to his companion, - enough, dear, to draw! Soon the morning and the werewolves will climb out of all the cracks again! Why are you drawing her?
-Yu, - the woman stroked the man on the cheek, standing on her tiptoes, - my warrior, you are right as always! I don't know why I draw this gray woman and her dull life, probably to feel safe.
This woman suffers from the fact that her life is predictable and monotonous, and I don't even have time... to kiss you! However... Yes, that's right!

The man hugged the woman and they froze, enjoying each other's warmth.

I added another letter to Imma's name, so it will be easier to distinguish between women.

Still write Imma one and Imma two a little...

In general, it's a shame.

Each of the women considers herself number one and you should not convince her otherwise.

-Yu, - the woman suddenly tried to move away from her man, - it seems to be starting again! Get away from me!
“Yes,” the man slowly and reluctantly opened his arms and, with a crouching gait, approached and climbed the stairs to the narrow window. “Dawn is coming soon. And you never let yourself be kissed properly!
-I don't like being peeped! You know it! That woman in the picture, Imma, she was spying on me and would see that we... Well...
- Would you see what we are doing like this? - the man kissed the woman on the lips, and then his kisses began to go down, but Nimma tried to move away.
“Now is not the time,” trying to move away a little, she nonetheless laughed contentedly, “the transformation will soon begin with me, let's wait until night!”
-Mmm, I can’t, wait, until the transformation, judging by the dusk outside the window, about half an hour more, we will have time ... Come on ...
- No, - the woman stopped laughing and lightly hit the man on the arm, - this is dangerous. I don't want to put you in danger. Now I will go up the stairs, and you close the hatch door behind me with a lock. Open at night, but not before the sun sets! Do you hear? Not before the sun goes down! Don't repeat the mistake you made last week!
- You are sometimes so boring! - the man hugged the woman and kissed again, easily removing her from the first steps of the rope ladder, where she began to climb, - Yes, I already understood. Why do I need to remind myself every day?
- You... - however, another hot kiss drowned out all the objections of the woman, and then the man simply took Nimma in his arms and easily planted her on the top step of the stairs.
“I understand everything,” the man Yu said in parting, ceasing to smile, “I will open the hatch door only when the sun sets. Do you have enough water there?
Should I follow up? Verify?
- No, - Nimma twitched in fright and turned to her lover, - there is a mess ... Female ... Or rather ... Well, you know what I do when I turn! I'll clean up at night before I come back to you!
“I don’t offer you food,” Yu-but summed up the conversation sadly, if you want ...
“No,” Nimma smiled and darted into the space of the hatch, “don’t worry,” the woman hung her head again and blew a kiss. “The day will fly by quickly!” And you sit quietly so that they don't smell you!
Can you continue to build muscle, in vain have we dragged so many dumbbells and other junk? You can put the record on and turn on the player! Remember we found these old things at some grandma's house? Just turn it on slowly! In general... Well, you will find something to do!
- Well, - the man waved his hand, - I will do as you said, I will build muscle, listen to old records and think about you ... And wait ... Night!
As soon as night fell, that is, the sun was completely gone and darkness fell, Yu rushed to open the hatch. His beautiful Nimma slept all smeared with blood. The torn carcasses of small animals lay nearby. Before waking up Nimma, Yu, as far as he could, tucked away in the attic room.
 And then he took Nimma in his arms and went downstairs with her.

After wiping the face and hands of the woman he loved with a hot towel, he looked at her for a long time before waking her up.
Finally, Nimma opened her piercing blue eyes and smiled at her beloved.
“Oh, is it already night?” she asked, stretching blissfully.
“Yes, it’s night, we can go outside,” Yu confirmed, “the lights will turn on in fifteen minutes.” It's time to get organized!
-What did you do all day? Did you pump the press? -Nimma lifted Yu's T-shirt and touched her muscular belly with her finger, -or did you listen to music?
“No,” Yu sighed, “I looked out the window, looked out the window for a long time.
- Did you see me? - Nimma's cheeks flushed, - did you see my flock?
- No, I didn't see you. You must have jumped off the roof from the other side.” Yu said, hiding his eyes. In fact, he saw Nimma, but he would never admit it to the woman he loved now.
- Oh, that's very good, dear! So, are the lights on?
- Yes, go, put yourself in order and you can go.

On the streets of the city was a normal life. Signs shimmered, music sounded, smoke was coming from street taverns.
Yu walked and thought about what worried him the most.
Yu suspiciously examined every person who crossed his path, sometimes even touching one of the passers-by by the ear. People turned around, someone twisted his finger at his temple. Some of these people were a werewolf during the day, and someone hid all day in the office, supermarket or at home.

 However, now, in the evening, everyone was walking down the street as if nothing had happened. It seemed that with the sunset, someone completely erased from the memory of the inhabitants of the city all the events of the day. But Yu did not want to forget anything. The werewolves had a growth on their ear, at least Nimma had such a growth. When the day came, the growth increased in size and began to pulsate.

The evening was drawing to a close, when suddenly a panic began in the theater hall, where our couple came to the performance. As Yu later learned, one of the werewolves dropped out of the cycle and began to turn right in the auditorium.
People jumped up from their seats and panic and stampede began.

Yu also jumped up, but Nimma pulled her lover by the sleeve of his T-shirt.
“Sit down and bend down,” she whispered, “no need to run!”
- Okay, why are you whispering?
- You're in danger.
Why don't we run with everyone?
- If he gets close, I can handle it. But it's better not to shine.
- Honey, don't make a coward out of me. I can protect you and myself.
Yes, you can, but not in this case. We, when we feel the prey, become incredibly hardy and jumpy.
-Expensive!
-Of course, it's sad that I was converted. But there is a plus, I can protect you! AND...
-What? -Yu looked around anxiously, -do you feel his presence?
-No.-Nimma rubbed against Yu's shoulder, -my heightened werewolf hearing tells me... Wait...
Yes, I heard how the front doors were locked, and the watchman said that he had pressed the general button and the lights would go out in ten minutes throughout the theater. Understand?
- Yes, - the man pressed his woman to him, - I think I understand. But, it's not very convenient.
Who said we have to stay here? The whole theater for the whole night is at our disposal.
Yes, it's warm and safe here. But, oh, the lights are out, I can't see anything now! Complete darkness!
But I can see everything! Take my hand and let's go! I'm getting impatient! I spent a whole day without your kisses! Faster! What are you doing? Do you take off your T-shirt? What an understanding boy! What a... obedient boy!

Chapter two. Where are you?

The Imma woman, in the eyes of her colleagues, began to behave strangely. She always drew something in a large album, and when she was called, she did not respond.

Imma understood that she was not behaving correctly, she should not have taken the album with her to work, but so far she could not overcome herself.
Drawing became an addiction. What used to be just a light hobby, which she did in the evenings at home, turned into an addiction.

The end of the working day came too quickly today. Collecting herself mechanically, Imma left the building where she worked. She walked and regretted only that she could not draw on the go.

Suddenly, a pain in her stomach reminded her that she had not had dinner.
I didn’t want to go home, so Imma went to the first cafe she came across and made an order. While the order was being prepared, she pulled out the album.

Imma was aware of what was happening. She fell in love with Yu, a character she drew herself and was desperately jealous of her copy of him. So I painted now day and night.

Imma had a favorite actor. When she watched films with this actor in the lead role, her heart sank and melted. When the woman drew her copy, the man's copy took his place next to her copy.

Imma copied this man from her favorite actor. And now she was desperately jealous of her painted copy.
It was all clear.

But Imma was still firmly convinced that she could not draw people.

Who then moved her hand?

The order was brought, but Imma was already far away. She was with her painted characters on the street of an unfamiliar city.
The cafe was already closing when Imma came to her senses.
Fortunately the moment, when the lights went out in the theater, coincided with the moment when Imma was touched on the shoulder and told that the cafe would close in fifteen minutes.

The woman ate almost without chewing. Stuffing her mouth with cold food, she thought only about what her beloved was doing now in the dark.

However, she could think and fantasize about anything, but the sheet of paper was drawn in black and even the silhouettes were not guessed in the drawing.

Imma's cheeks were flushed as she left the caf;.
The food fell on the stomach like a stone, and the black leaf did not want to reveal the intimate secrets of the two lovers. Yes, the evening was not successful.

Chapter three. Who is this woman?

The lovers fell asleep only in the morning, but carelessness in the painted city was punished severely.

Even in the theater, where there were no outside windows, Nimma had a great sense of time. Nimma woke up and tried to force herself to crawl away from the large and now relaxed body of her lover.
Yu slept peacefully, while the unfortunate woman made every effort not to attack her lover and tear him to pieces.

 She bit her wrist until it bled, and this saved the unknowing Yu for a while. However, the smell of the man's hot body was driving the werewolf woman more and more crazy. Unable to contain herself, she got on all fours and crawled towards him.
 But the woman in the werewolf suddenly took over again

-Yu, - the woman crawled up to the sleeping big man, -dear, wake up! You need to get out of here while I can still control myself! Yu, listen! God, I can't take it anymore! The smell of your body!

 Unable to contain herself any longer, Nimma whimpered at first, and then howled.
The transformation began with the hands of Nimma.
The nails of the beautiful lady Nimma began to turn into claws.

Fortunately, at that time, the little rats who lived under the dilapidated floor of the old theater gave a voice.
The rats didn't talk, of course, they made sounds that only a mother rat or... a werewolf could pick up.

The litter of rats was large, the rats quietly bred and multiplied under the old theater. There was plenty of food, the theater's sewers were as dilapidated as the floor, and the rats had free access to a nearby restaurant that shared a sewer system with the theatre.

Nimma increasingly lost her human appearance. She squealed and growled, trying to tear the boards off.
Attracted by the noise, Yu woke up.

"Nimma," he whispered, "what happened?"
How dark it is in here. I do not see you! My love, where are you?

Yu did not know that he had only seconds to live. Hearing the man's voice, Nimma completely lost her head.

However, it was no longer Nimma. You probably saw werewolves in the movies, something similar happened with Yu's beloved, but in fact, Nimma's look was even more disgusting than the look of those werewolves that are shown in the movies.

The stupid man in love was unaware of the danger that was moving towards him at lightning speed. He called out to his beloved, not believing that she could harm him.

Man Yu was saved only by the fact that the watchman came and turned on the lights throughout the theater.
Blinded by the light, Nimma screamed in pain and rushed to the dilapidated boards. Her strength increased tenfold, the boards reluctantly succumbed and the woman disappeared into the gap.

“Nimma,” Yu whispered, covering his eyes with his hand from the light, “don’t go away!” Better to be bitten than abandoned by you!

But Nimma heard nothing. She rushed like lightning, the rats running in front of her, but not fast enough to escape Nimma's teeth, which turned into fangs, and her claws.

You probably think that Yu was a weakling and a whiner?
 
It doesn't matter what you think.
You must understand one thing, no matter what superpowers Yu had, he would not have been able to resist the little woman Nimma for one minute, not to mention if the fight took place between Yu and a male werewolf.

In fact, Yu was a strong man, but his strength could only save him in that era when there were no werewolves, and now fighting a werewolf was tantamount to driving a small car towards an electric train rushing at full speed and hoping that the train Stop when you see a car in front of you.

Yu screamed in grief when he realized what had happened to his beloved, when he suddenly saw her next to him.

The woman was wearing a different dress, and glasses sat on her nose. However, these were all the differences.

The woman was breathing heavily and ran almost to the edge of the stage when Yu held out his hands to her. She tripped over the edge of the heavy curtains that covered the stage, which saved her from falling into the orchestra pit.

Yu rushed to the woman and held her

-Nimma, -Yu pressed the woman to him, -thank God, you're all right!

Imma, for it was Imma who was now in the arms of Yu, twitched a little, but immediately calmed down. Here, in a strange world with unfamiliar smells and blurry shapes, she suddenly felt a bliss that she had never experienced before.

Finally, when the hugs were over, Imma pulled back a little and put her finger to her mouth.

- Hush, - the watchman is coming here.
-Nimma, what about your voice? -Yu was surprised, -and when did you manage to change clothes? And why are you wearing glasses? Your eyesight is now as sharp as your hearing, you said it yourself!

- Of course, - Imma calmed down a little. would you know that the watchman is coming here?
Ah, clothes and glasses... Well, I want to... Let's role-play now!
Well, what about the voice, what is the voice? The voice changes because I am a werewolf and often growl and scream!

In fact, Imma, of course, did not see or hear anything, because she was not a werewolf, but ten minutes earlier she drew both Nimma and the sleeping Yu, and the watchman, who turned on the light and was now making his rounds, attracted by strange sounds.

However, the strange air worked wonders for Imma. It was the smell of freedom and ... excitement!
Yu did not feel that there was another woman in front of him.
No wonder, because in fact the woman was the same, because Nimma was a figment of Imma's imagination.

A figment of the imagination that suddenly took on a life of its own when it turned into a werewolf.
Although, of course, if Nimma were here now, she would hardly agree with Imma.

Moreover, a female werewolf would probably fight to the end with a weak female Imma.
But two identical people cannot be in the same place at the same time, and at that moment, when Imma, beside herself with anxiety for her beloved man, was suddenly transported to the old theater, Nimma, the werewolf woman, was thrown into the real world.

Yu took Imma in his arms and carried her into the depths of the stage, where the hand of the ubiquitous stage manager could not reach. Behind the scenes there was a lot of scenery, so old and dilapidated that the supply manager began to sneeze as soon as it occurred to him to make an inspection of the backstage world.

Imma and Yu had no allergies, they were not even aware of where they were right now.
Soon Imma's office attire was lying on the floor, Yu had almost nothing to take off, he had thrown off his T-shirt back then, at night, and now he was only in shorts over his naked body.

After a few seconds, Imma was no different from Nimma, because nakedness hides all the differences.

Chapter 5

And what about our Nimma, you ask?
Although I think the answer is obvious, the werewolf woman, having got into the world where Imma used to live, was just scared.

It could not have been otherwise, the werewolf woman was simply not given time to adapt to the new world and understand that foreign air could soon become native.

Nimma found herself in a large square among a small crowd of people.
People held posters in their hands and chanted some slogans.
Nimma looked around in horror, she still had the blood of a brood of rats on her lips, her fingers were desperately aching from splinters that she drove when she tried to crack the floor boards in the theater, and now she was standing in the square of some city and someone else was hurting her eyes Sun.

The woman looked at her hands, thank God, her hands acquired the usual color and volume. They were just female hands.
 
Unfortunately, the werewolf woman was transported into Imma's world exactly as she was at the last moment, before she turned into a werewolf. Nimma stood on the square of a city unknown to her, completely naked, that is, naked.

No more than 30 seconds elapsed between Nimma's appearance and her discovery. Suddenly, the crowd stopped chanting and people's heads turned towards the naked woman. Silence fell on the square, which, however, was immediately replaced by a rumble and screams.

Rather, a single cry.
An elderly woman, dressed in the fashion of the sixties and seventies, suddenly began to rip off her tricotine coat.

“Look, you see,” she shouted, “this is what I was talking about. Daughter, who hurt you so much? Husband maybe? Holy Lord, your lips are covered in blood! Good people, she's covered in bruises and scars! Turn around, don't look! Daughter, put on my coat!

Nimma tried to resist when the strange woman tried to pull her coat over her.
However, she immediately gave up, it was not cold in the street.
In that painted world, it was always summer, and people did not know what snow, ice and storm wind were. Also, on the streets of the drawn city, there was never fog and it never rained.

Nimma was a small, thin, well-built woman. The good woman's coat covered her almost to her heels. The coat was five sizes too big for her. However, Nimma did not mind. In this real world, it was not just cold, but very cold. And the coat, although old-fashioned and huge, was very welcome.

The elderly woman was about to ask Nimma something, when all of a sudden there was a hustle and bustle. Nimma thought that a werewolf had attacked the crowd and began to think how to build her defense in this strange robe, which the kind woman called a coat, but it was not a werewolf.

The rally on the square was sanctioned. The policemen, who were supposed to just watch and not interfere, suddenly became more active for some reason.

Probably, Nimma's outlandish appearance provoked the intervention. The organizers of the rally tried to challenge the intervention of the police, but nothing came of them.
However, the police were correct and only Nimma was invited to the police car, however, the elderly woman also suddenly decided to go. She felt sorry for the coat, but she could not pick it up either, then the bruised girl would remain completely naked.
When two ladies, young and old, were brought to the station, a naked nymph suddenly appeared before the policeman. The nymph had long red hair and the nymph wasconfused.

It was warm in the police station, the batteries were still warming up, and therefore, while the policeman was trying to find out the name of the beautiful girl, Nimma simply threw off her tricotine coat on the floor. Nudity did not bother her, her endless transformations from a human to a werewolf and back had long ago repulsed Nimma's sense of shame.

The elderly lady was offended, but restrained herself and simply picked up her coat from the floor. She wanted to leave the station, where nothing else kept her, but the policeman asked her to stay.
The fact is that the girl could not tell anything definite about herself. She gave only her first name. She could not answer the rest of the questions, because she did not know her last name, place of residence and place of work.

The policeman thought that the old lady would be able to tell something, but the woman in the tricotine coat could not help, she only said that the girl with bruises and scars seemed to have fallen from the sky.

After consulting with his superiors, the policeman decided to release the owner of the tricot coat.

One of the employees brought some women's clothing. The employee told Nimme to follow her, and the girl had no choice but to obey.
When the employee and Nimma returned, the policeman could not believe his eyes, that's what a woman's hand means.
Nimma's hair was styled in a high hairstyle, blouse and skirt covered not only all the charms, but also bruises with scars.
In general, there was an ordinary girl in front of the policeman.

But if they figured out the physical state, then everything was not so simple with the mental one. When a police officer who returned from a call entered the office, Nimma approached him, stroked his cheek and ran her finger over the man's lips.

The employee was stunned, and Nimma simply sat back in her original seat and smiled. The policeman was as tall and buff as her Yu, he reminded the girl of her lover, and Nimma decided to greet the big policeman in this way.

Back to interrogation. But to all the questions of the policeman, Nimma shook her head negatively and smiled.

Someone suggested calling a mental health service and Nimma was soon taken away in an ambulance.
The diagnosis was made quickly, the girl had amnesia, but otherwise the girl was fine and there was no point in keeping her in the hospital.

Fortunately, at that moment, Imma's parents arrived at the hospital, more than three days had passed since the daughter left for work and did not return. A search through police stations and hospitals finally led to the desired result, the girl was found! True, they found the wrong girl, but it didn’t matter anymore. Everything fell into place.

When Imma's mother cried and hugged Nimma, the girl froze. She hesitated a little and hugged her mother back and wiped the tears from her mother's eyes.
Soon Nimma was already at home. True, the house was not hers, but the girl could not be embarrassed by such a trifle. Left alone, she sidled up to the painted albums and peered into one of them.

 Well, now Nimma knew how the artist Imma controlled her life, her life and the life of her beloved man.
Tears accumulated in the corners of Nimma's eyes, but the girl quickly wiped them away, because she heard that her mother was calling her.

Before going to bed, Nimma sniffed the whole room, but there was no smell of werewolves and no danger.
 
Imma's mom and dad were now Nimma's werewolf pack and she was going to protect her pack.
When Nimma went to bed, she took an album to bed with her. Falling asleep, she gently stroked the painted face of her Yu.

Chapter 6

The day flew by unnoticed, the lovers woke up, made love and fell asleep again, until, on one of the awakenings, Imma felt that she was brutally hungry. Her last supper was in that cafe where she ate cold food.

Yuu woke up too. Here, backstage, the walls let in light, and Yu lay silently looking at his beloved.
Seeing her lover's attentive gaze, Imma smiled and turned to Yu.
-Yes, dear? What? Why are you looking like that?
- It just occurred to me...
The man hesitated, not knowing how to express his thought more precisely.
-Well, tell me, -Imma laughed, -don't be afraid, I won't bite you!
- Here ... I'm just talking about it. It's daytime, but for the first time in many days you've stayed with me. Something else confuses me, but I will talk about it later. So?
“What?” Imma smiled as dazzlingly as possible. Her thoughts raced, but no answer came.
- Honey, I'm sorry, I'm probably indecently persistent today, but you ...
- Yes, indeed, - Imma feigned pout, - I don't like your question. And in general, I want to eat. Let's go to!
“Where?” Horror flashed in Yu’s eyes, “do you want to take me outside now?” Have you decided to give me to your pack? Did that male finally persuade you? Is his scent spinning your head again? You...

Yu began to destroy everything that fell under his arm, Imma slightly crawled to the side. She, who had drawn this man less than a week ago, now did not know how to cope with him.

Remember, I have already said that Yu listened to Nimma unquestioningly, with the exception of certain cases. Well, now this happened!
 Yu was desperately jealous.
More recently, the innocent Nimma told Yu that she liked the smell of one of the samtsov of a pack of werewolves. Yuu's reaction was about the same as now.
After that incident, Nimma swore to tell anything about her day pack. This offended Yu even more, he endlessly asked questions on this topic, but Nimma avoided answers.

But back to today's situation.
Suddenly, Yu stopped breaking everything that came to hand.
He looked back at Imma, who was sitting quietly and curiously watching her hot man.
Her reaction, in Yuu's eyes, was strange. If Nimma were here, she would have already flickered in front of Yu, screamed, persuaded him to calm down, but Imma behaved differently and this hurt the handsome Yu.

Suddenly the man calmed down and sat down on the floor and said
-Then let's go!
-Where, -Imma was taken aback by the sudden change of mood, -what? Where shall we go?
-To the street.
-No, why? You said it was dangerous for you.
“You might think that you yourself didn’t know this!” Yu turned away from his beloved, “I would like to know what thoughts really roam in this head under red hair,” he whispered.
"It's just... When I'm hungry, I say strange things and do illogical things," Imma tried to defuse the situation.
“I know,” Yu laughed unpleasantly, “you are always like that! And in everything! By the way, you...
-Yu suddenly looked at the woman point-blank, do you have a sexual hunger? Are you left hungry? Is that why you drag me outside? Do you want to show me something that I can't? Do you want... With him?
- What? - Imma faltered, such a turn of the situation did not occur to her, - no, I just want to eat. Any food, meat, bread, vegetables.
- You're not crying? Are you offended by my assumptions? You are strange today. I... I just don't recognize you.

Innocent Yu would have known in what a nightmare Imma's last years passed, how many insults, unfounded hints she had to endure!
Over the years of pressure and psychological bullying, she was hardened in an undeclared psychological war, and now she was demonstrating this hardening.

 Yu felt, felt that something was wrong, because the reaction of two identical women to a love showdown with Yu was different.

Imma was silent.

There was silence. It was unbearable for Yu to watch his woman suddenly move away.
-Then... When the night falls, I'll leave you. -This technique always worked one hundred percent and Nimma rushed to put up with Yu, but Imma, of course, behaved differently
-Even so? - the woman smiled, -well... Whatever you want... Do as you see fit!
-You...
Yu was beside himself with anger. Seeing the cross beam, he pulled himself up on it, like on a horizontal bar, to calm his anger, but the exercises did not help. Then the man stopped kneading the body and, pulling sharply, tore off the beam. After that, he began to destroy everything that came to hand even more furiously.

Imma has not been in a relationship for a long time, but a love relationship is such a melody, such an exciting melody that is immediately remembered, as soon as the heart beats harder.

“Yu,” Imma whispered softly, so quietly and sexy that Yu’s heart sank, and then beat with renewed vigor. “Come to me!”

Yu at first pretended not to hear, but could not resist. The quarrel was soon forgotten.

Evening has come. Yu began to get seriously worried that his Nimma was hungry.
He knew that in her werewolf state, she needed to eat often and a lot. However, when Yu laid his head on his girlfriend's chest, the beautiful lady's heart beat calmly and rhythmically.

“Nimma,” Yu stroked his beauty on the shoulder, “it’s finally evening. Open your eyes. Notes...

Yu suddenly stopped stroking his beloved, because he realized what was haunting him.
The skin of the girl under his hands was tender, without scars and bruises.

-Dear, what happened again? -Imma opened her eyes, -why are you looking at me like that again?
-When did you have a transformation? -Yu was covered in perspiration, -Why didn't you say?
If now your flock comes to the call of your new skin, then you will be defenseless!

Chapter seven. I want meat!

Nimma woke up from what was very quiet. Only the mobile phone emitted signals, hinting that it would soon be completely discharged. Nimma took the cell phone from the stand.
Fortunately for her, there was no password on her cell phone, and she easily entered. The notebook was full of unfamiliar names and surnames, and the desktop of the phone was full of icons of unfamiliar programs.
And by the way, Nimma immediately recognized two icons, they were instagram and vatsap, the rest were unfamiliar to her.

Putting down the phone, Nimma picked up the albums again. However, she was only interested in the last few albums, in which Imma painted the life of Nimma and Yu. But the albums did not hold the woman's attention for long either.

Silence pressed on the ears, and in order to somehow defuse this silence, Nimma opened the door and looked out of the room. Everything was quiet, the parents were still sleeping.
No wonder, because Nimma woke up at three in the morning.
Looking around and listening, as well as sniffing, Nimma stealthily approached the refrigerator and opened the door.

There was no meat. There were all sorts of products, except for meat. Of course, Nimma was not a werewolf now, but her body had not changed yet, it was, as it were, in standby mode. The organism hoped that the time would come and Nimma would becomefree again, free from human morality and clothing.

In the meantime, the body required meat, meat and more meat. Finding some piece of meatloaf, Nimma quickly stuffed it into her mouth and purred with pleasure. Of course, it was not meat in the full sense of the word, but it was still very tasty!

Stroking her belly, the woman went back to sleep.

Forgive me for the short chapter, but I am drawn there, to the painted world, to where the handsome Yu remained, it was like that when Imma lived in the real world, it happens now when Nimma began to sleep on Imma's bed.

Let Nimma sleep, and I am transported to where our healthy Yu looks at his lady of the heart, and she, in turn, cannot also look away from his dazzling smile, black hair and powerful torso.

Chapter eight. Did you yell at me?

Of course, while we were in the real world, life in the painted world did not stop.

So, let's remember the last words of Yu that shedding her old skin, Nimma (or rather Imma) became defenseless.

Of course, everything was not so, but our jealous Yu could not find another clue to what happened to his beloved.
What did his girlfriend say?

- Dear... I wanted to tell you everything... Wait, I hear something...

It was Imma who was the author of this play of absurdity and therefore quickly came up with a plausible answer.

I don’t know if the straightforward, simple-hearted and sincere Nimma could just as quickly find a way out of this situation, but Imma already knew in two seconds what she would say to her sweet boy and foresaw what he would answer her. But Yu turned the conversation again in a different direction.

-What? Is that that frail bastard from your pack looking for you? - Yu did not even notice how he began to boil with jealousy again, - do you smell him?
“Sit down,” the woman whispered, “or better yet, lie down here!”
Imma pointed to the place on her knees where it would be convenient for Yu to lie.
Yu obeyed implicitly. Living in a world ruled by werewolves taught him to obey circumstances instantly and unquestioningly.
“Is this your pack?” whispered Yu, trying to raise his head, but Imma only pressed her finger to her mouth.
Indeed, someone went to where the lovers hid.
But the man who heard the suspicious noise did not have the scent of werewolves and grumbled: “Those damned rats again!” went away.

Imma had the usual hearing, but even she heard the words that the watchman muttered as he walked farther and farther away.

-Everything. You can rise. - Imma laughed with relief, - scared?
- No. - Yu also laughed and slightly raising his head, asked, - shake off the garbage from my hair.

In the language of lovers, this meant: "Run gently through my hair, then circle your finger around my eyes, and then around my lips, and I will catch your finger with my lips and kiss"

However, Imma did not know the secret password of Yu and Nimma and took the request literally, that is, she simply ran her splayed hand over Yu's hair, and then lowered her hands.

Yu did not believe his eyes, all his secret fears climbed out.
 
His Nimma didn't love him anymore!

He had already exhausted all his ways of influencing his woman and now he just sat staring at one point.
 
His world collapsed!

“Go away,” he said without turning around. “It’s already evening, and you can go to him.” Do you want this? However, -Yu laughed bitterly again, -I forgot. You won’t be able to recognize him in the evening, maybe even now he is with his family or with his wife in bed. Be patient, dear, tomorrow, when you get together again in a flock, he will be yours!

- Well, I got up! - Imma did not expect such words and such a tone from himself, but the words had already flown out. - Did you hear what I said? Stop whining!

- What are you? - Yu was taken aback, - who did you say this to? To me?

-Yes.-Imma straightened up in all her small stature, -I'm telling you this. I hate it when men act like this! And ready to choke them!

-Oh dear, I'm sorry! I was wrong! You changed your skin, now you need peace and comfort, and I keep you here, in this dirty and dusty place!
I'm just... taken aback! I have never been spoken to so rudely and in such a tone! But I forgive you, you must be so uncomfortable right now?

- Well, - Imma smiled, - something like that! But I'm tired of talking! I want to eat!
-Hooray! I recognize my Nimma, otherwise it seemed to me for a moment ... It seemed to me that in front of me was another, alien and evil woman, with the face of my Nimma. But that can't be right, can it?

“Of course not!” Imma stroked Yu on the cheek, “I’m next to you, your sweet girl!” It's just that I don't like it here.

Yes, yes, of course, let's go! Let's just find our clothes.

The theater was getting ready for the evening performance, the actors and servants were bustling and running back and forth, and no one was surprised when two people came out from behind the curtains and went down into the hall, a big man in shorts and a red-haired little woman in orderly crumpled clothes.

Chapter nine. Jealous Werewolf

And so Imma left the theater building and went out into the street.
Before that, she saw the street world of the painted city only in her album.
Assumptions were confirmed, her hand drew the streets of some Asian city.
It was stuffy, even hot, the sky was clouded with smoke from street taverns.
But Yu took his lady to the dearestrestaurant. He was known here, probably Yu was a regular.
While waiting for the order, Yu quietly talked about something with the owner of the restaurant. From time to time, during the conversation, Yu looked askance at Imma, but the woman pretended that she was not interested in someone else's conversation.

 Dinner exceeded all expectations.

When there was a change of dishes, fireworks began outside the windows and Imma did not notice how the fireworks flowed onto a white screen, which the owner of the restaurant quietly lowered. Music began to play, fireworks shook the ground, and an image of Yu with a huge armful of roses appeared on the screen. Yu, dressed of course not like today, smiled from the screen and held out roses.

Imma was shocked, her cynical mind of course understood that the roses were not handed out to her during the shooting, but it was still nice.
 
But Imma's cheeks were filled with tears.

For the first time today, Yu was satisfied, it seemed to him that his Nimma had returned to him and would never again turn into that evil woman from the theater.

And at this time the messenger delivered at last real roses.
The restaurant staff, along with the grand chef and the owner, stood and applauded while Yu handed flowers to his beloved. When the dinner was over and the lovers went out into the street, Imma finally got the opportunity to examine the drawn city in more detail.

 Looking at the relaxed faces, inhaling the warm, fragrant air, the woman increasingly understood the world in which she settled Yu and Nimma.
 Offices, shops, theaters - all this life of the city was in full swing at night, so that in the morning it would plunge into a heavy, disturbing sleep.

Werewolves ate animals, but sometimes, when the hunt failed, they could break into a residential building. That is why all the houses in this city looked like fortresses, with narrow windows, strong doors and impregnable walls.

 This was the house where I first saw the sweet couple Imma. That twenty-four-page house was really long and rounded. From a bird's eye view, it looked like an unfinished letter "o".
However, Yu did not want to return to that house today, it was a house in which they ended up by accident. A few weeks ago, due to unforeseen circumstances, Yu and Nimma found themselves outside in the wee hours. Nimma literally threw Yu into the bowels of the house before the conversion began.

Then they lived there for more than a week.
Now Yu was taking his woman to his house. Yu's house was a match for everything that happened that evening, that is, magnificent and beyond praise.
It was possible to live here without going outside for years.
The house was surrounded by walls under the alarm, in case of danger, ultrasound and ultra light were turned on, the werewolves fiercely hated this sound and light. Light and sound were the fruit of the invention of the scientists of the painted city.

Around the house, around and inside, there were many electronic gadgets that monitored safety and made life in the house comfortable.
When Yu and Imma entered the house, the woman hesitated a little, because Yu advised her to go to her room, and he himself rushed to the shower, to wash off after a night in the backstage of the theater.
 However, the room, or rather the rooms of Nimma, were found quickly. The whole second floor of the house was in pink colors and was designed specifically for the happy life of a beautiful red-haired lady.

 On the third floor were Yu's rooms, the entire first floor was occupied by their shared bedroom. The fourth floor had a swimming pool and gym, while the fifth floor was panoramic. The roof and walls were glass, but if you really wanted to, they disappeared, and the fifth floor became just an open observation deck.
Here is a "small" house occupied by our lovers.

Yu was worried that the house was too small and insignificant for Nimma, but the woman said that she did not like too big houses and she liked everything.

The dining room and kitchen were separate; these rooms were connected to the house by a covered gallery. Sometimes Nimme literally "blew the roof" from the smell of food, and therefore everything that was connected with food was not right in the house, but a little outside.

The "small" house was still big.
It took Imma half a day to systematically examine everything, however, she still didn’t have time to examine something, Yu could not be apart from his lady for even five minutes.

A garden was laid out around the dining room and kitchen, these rooms were surrounded by flowers and fruit trees. As you probably guessed, this was also done so that the pungent smell of food did not reach Lady Nimma.

The lovers spent the whole week at home. Yu was in seventh heaven, he considered it a gift of fate that he did not have to part with his beloved woman.
Imma brushed Yu off when he asked why the calls stopped so abruptly and excused herself by not going out until she had new skin.

The lovers quarreled and reconciled. Usually Yu was the instigator of quarrels, who from time to time remembered the male from Nimma's flock.

Imma did not know how to put out the fire of quarrels as gracefully as Nimma, but she had her own tricks.

But it all ends and one day Yu said that the vacation is over and he needs to continue shooting the film again. Yu was an actor. He had a month's vacation, which was already ending.

Imma did not know how to ask Yu a question about where she herself works, or rather, not she, but Nimma. But Imma got the answer, yeahwithout asking a question.
 It turns out that Nimma was, before she applied, the chief administrator for the soundtrack of the filming.

Now, when Nimma had a misfortune and during the day she wandered in a flock of converts, another administrator was taken on the team.

Yu woke up unusually early one morning. The man quickly put himself in order and was very surprised when he found that his beloved was still sleeping.

-Nimma, -Yu kissed a sleepy and hot woman from sleep, -wake up, dear!
-Oh, is today your first day of filming? Do you want me to kiss you goodbye?
- Goodbye? No. Are you coming with me! I can't be without you!
- But, dear, I don't want to disturb you, I'll find something for myself here, at home.
Yes, of course you will! But I will not be able to find a place for myself and the shooting will be disrupted. This has already been verified many times. Darling, please, get up! It will be fun on the set, you love the process of filming so much!

- But, dear... I don't want to.

- A new administrator starts today. They say that this is a very young girl who graduated from the Institute of Management only a month ago. I think that you...
- Okay, dear! I'm going. That's just breakfast...
- Breakfast is already waiting for you in a mobile restaurant, you know, the chef of our film kitchen is a virtuoso of his craft. You'll be pleased, I warned him about your... about your food habits.

- Oh, even so? But, honey, do we still have time... for kisses?
- Time... Time will always be at your disposal, my woman! Even if it is not there, it will appear especially for you! Should I undress again?
- No, - Imma laughed happily, - I was talking only about kisses!

For some reason, the young administrator girl tried to imitate Nimma in everything, she dressed in the same style as Nimma and her hair was bleached and dyed red.

And the girl jealously followed the relationship between Imma and Yu.
This only flattered Yu, and Imma had already noticed more than once that the signs of attention of the new administrator cause a sparkle in Yu's eyes.

The scene of jealousy that Imma threw when she returned home was not as grandiose as the scenes of jealousy Yu, but there was some breaking dishes.
Rather, since there were no dishes in the house, fragile antiques went into business.
All in all, Yu and Imma were worth each other.

Two weeks passed.

That day didn't go well from the start. The car that was supposed to take them to the studio stalled twice. There were some problems with the light, then with the cameras, then with something else.
As a result, filming was delayed.
At some point, Imma began to suspect that all the problems were the work of the administrator.
Her suspicions didn't come out of nowhere, but Yu only brushed off Imma when she shared her insight with him.

It was an hour before dawn when everyone was finished.
Realizing the danger of delay, the members of the film crew abandoned the equipment and dispersed in a hurry.
Imma and Yu also went home.
It was still about ten minutes to go home, when the car finally died out.
Imma tried to calm Yu, but the man was pale, he was not afraid for himself. Yu was well aware that for his pack, his woman was now an apostate.

 Members of the flock punished those who lost their skin for some reason very severely.
The car finally stalled.
Yu informed Imma that he would have to walk. Fortunately, the house was not very far away.
And then Imma saw the horror in the flesh.

 The administrator girl tore off her clothes on the go and ran to them.
With each step, the girl changed more and more. The girl was not alone, four more members of the pack ran after her.

Imma tried to shield Yu, but the werewolf administrator started laughing. She could still speak, and so she ran and shouted:

- You're a fake! Yu doesn't understand that you're a fake. Now I will tear you apart, and after that I will turn Yu.
Yu, my love, I will not kill you! I want us to always be together!

Imma was desperately afraid, but did not show fear of Yu. She kissed him gently and asked him to close his eyes and not be afraid of anything.
At this time, the werewolves also for some reason stopped and began to talk in a guttural way.

 And then the werewolf administrator prepared for the last jump.
At this time, an incredible thing happened, Nimma appeared right out of thin air and immediately rushed into battle. The fight was no joke.

On the side of the administrator was youth and the help of the pack, on the side of Nimma only love. However, soon her pack members burst into the fray, attracted by the calls of Nimma.

When the fight ended, the pack members began to growl around Yu, but Nimma squealed.
Nimma led the flock behind her.
The administrator's flock had also left the battlefield a long time ago. Finally, Yu was left alone. He was not injured, but he was tormented by mental pain.
Shaking himself off, he walked home. The sun was fully up, but the streets were empty.

Chapter ten. Little background

While our heroes are in disassembled feelings, let me tell you a little background.

 It's about Yu meeting Nimma.

However, it's a bit different. The heroes knew each other before the fire of love broke out between them, but they could not confess to each other.
Again, my wording is not entirely accurate.

 Nimma was in love, but nickak could not find a way to hint to yu about her love, and yu...
The Yu man simply treated Nimma with sympathy as a beautiful woman. I repeat, Yu was a famous actor, handsome and blah blah blah blah ...
A famous actor is tons of fans, money, fame, etc. etc.

But relationships...

 When it comes to relationships, Yu was careful.
When you're popular, relationships are hard and sometimes dangerous.
The one who loved yesterday, tomorrow may turn out to be just an enemy who collected dirt on you.

And then there was a story similar to all stories with infection.

After a hard day of filming, the production team, Yoo and the other cast members went to a restaurant to de-stress. We sat for a long time.
No, I don't like monotonous storytelling. I skip the feast and move on to the incident.

The werewolf attacked our heroes the moment they left the restaurant. It was still far before dawn, and the members of the film crew walked down the street without fear.

The werewolf, like the one in the theater, fell out of the cycle, this happened quite often now.
 
At the moment of danger, all the qualities of a person are manifested, it immediately becomes clear who is a friend and who ... just went out for a walk.

Nimma was a friend, she took the sting on herself. At the moment of danger, she simply blocked Yu and stood in the way of the werewolf. Yu of course could not stay away, he tried to protect Nimma too, but the werewolf just threw him away.

 Nimma was saved only by the fact that it was still night, and also by the fact that there was a patrol nearby.
The werewolf, albeit with difficulty, was immobilized. Nimma and Yu were taken to the hospital. There were many bites on the woman's body, but, thank God, the werewolf did not have time to get to the neck. If he bit through the neck, it would be useless to save the woman. Yu said that he would not be treated, he simply asked to be bandaged and sat all night near Nimma's bed.

Thus began their complicated love story.

So, well, let's try to collect the heroes in a bunch, however, probably not yet.
Imma was suddenly at home, in the real world.
Nimma ran away with her pack, and Yu...
Actor Yu had already reached home and was lying alone in his huge bed.
Suddenly, he grabbed the pillow that held the scent of the woman he loved.
However, a pillow is just a pillow and a single red hair on a pillow is not yet the fiery hair of a beloved woman on this pillow.

Yu blamed himself for the fact that, despite the resistance of his beloved, he still took her with him to the shooting these days.

Chapter Eleven. I don't want to be here.

So let's follow Imma. If you think that Imma returned to where Nimma had just moved from, then you are mistaken. The one who was responsible for the movement seemed to have a perverted sense of humor and, having made another move with the knight, sat on the sidelines, and watching the reaction of the heroes of our book, clapped his hands.

So, I repeat, the beloved actor Yu returned to her world.
The transfer, though instantaneous, was very painful for Imma. I'm talking about the physical condition of a woman who has just pierced through space and time. At that time, when she was transported to the painted world, to the theater and found herself next to her beloved, she had no time to think about unpleasant symptoms, she was next to Yu and life rushed forward. Now, having returned back, everything suddenly became very bad.

The full horror of what she lost, the woman realizes only later, but for now she struggled with nausea and dizziness.
Anyone who flew at least once in an airplane and got into air traffic jams, and also suffered from seasickness, will be able to understand the condition of the heroine. When the nausea passed, Imma was finally able to look around and inspect herself.

 And here I can finally show you a stop picture that an unknown director built in response to Imma's actions. Or rather, in this case, Imma's inaction. Because Imma could not act, move now.

Have I intrigued you?
 
Have I intrigued you enough?

Well, well, suppose that Imma was at some kind of family celebration, moreover, suppose that the celebration took place in a restaurant. Well, you can complicate the task even more, the celebration took place on an open terrace, where visitors to the restaurant saw everyone who passed by, but, in turn, those who passed by also saw those who were sitting on the terrace. The terrace was raised not very high above the ground.

The gloomy humor of the unknown creator was that when transferring from one world to another, clothes disappeared from a beautiful body, from the body that Yu loved so much. In the real world, Imma returned naked. But, if Nimma endured her nakedness with dignity, then Imma received a terrible blow! She was extremely embarrassed!

When the administrator attacked, Imma was dressed in the fashion of the painted world. Fashion was not very different from the real world, but, nevertheless, there were differences.
When Yu took his lover to an expensive women's clothing store for the first time, she was at first confused.
Colors, styles, fabrics, everything was strange, unusual and, to be honest, not even pleasant to the touch.
However, in order not to offend her lover, Imma still picked up something for herself, Yu was pleased with the choice of a companion, because the thing that Imma chose was souper expensive and super fashionable besides. The dress cost as much as a one-room apartment in the painted world cost. Well, that's a rough comparison.

Thank God that the fashion for shoes was not very different from the styles that the woman was used to and the choice of shoes was painless.

Then Yu took his beauty to a cosmetics store. And here our heroine just hung. Cosmetics were made from natural ingredients. She not only rejuvenated, but right there, before our eyes, tightened the skin and even healed it, if necessary.

 Lipstick, eye shadow, and also blush were made in such a way that when applied to the skin, they changed color, smell and consistency, if necessary. That is, cosmetics adjusted to the type of woman, Caucasoid or Mongoloid, to the color of her hair, eyes, and of course her skin.

Again, Yoo was an actor, which means he had to deal with cosmetics that were applied to his skin every day, and therefore, it is natural that he was well versed in the brands of cosmetic companies and demanded that the studio purchase only high-end cosmetic sets.

Imma liked one set of cosmetics, Yu another.
Bought both.
At home, Imma experimented for a long time, Yu helped her. The transformations excited both and soon the dressing room was empty, the turn of the bedroom came.

On that fateful day, Imma put on makeup, a new dress and shoes, because she felt rivalry from the new studio employee. I'm talking about the administrator, who later turned out to be a werewolf.

I wanted to write briefly, because the world without Yu is boring and it is not worth describing it for a long time, but something went wrong.

Let's return to the current state of Imma.
So, we know that at the time of the attack, Imma was wearing a dress that cost a fortune, but now a naked woman was standing in front of the guests. The woman was sick and all this happened at a festive event, on an open terrace, in a restaurant where the closest relatives and family friends gathered.

The lack of clothes distracted the attention of the guests from the sickly pallor of Imma's face. If Yu was next to the woman now, he would help his beloved in word and deed, he would take off his last shirt, but would cover his beloved from prying eyes, but Yu remained in the painted world, and Imma was now completely alone. The thought that she would never again touch the muscular body of her lover suddenly literally burned Imma. The woman felt the fire rise from her heels to her head and she began to feel sick with a vengeance.

 Agree, the sight of a naked woman, who is also sick, is not pleasant. It seemed that the unknown puppeteer was taking revenge on Imma in this way, for the fact that a woman some time ago tried on the image of the Lord God when she painted Yu and Nimma, and tried to control their lives.

Relatives dressed and took Imma to the direction of the tap with water, the woman did not mind, and then suddenly began to break free and screamed
-Who has a phone with him? Give me the phone!
The cousin, a young girl, instantly responded to Imma's request.
Grabbing her phone, Imma quickly typed into the search engine the name of the actor who served as the prototype for Yu when Imma drew him.

The search engine page was filled with photos of the actor. Only when she saw the face of her beloved, the woman felt that she was letting go, the pain and nausea began to subside.
Of course, it wasn't Yu, just as the woman who had transferred to help her loved one wasn't Imma, but in the grand scheme of things it didn't matter. These four people were now bound forever.

But here's what's strange, when Imma and Nimma were transferred to the painted world, an unknown puppeteer left clothes on them, but in the real world the women turned out to be naked. Why do you think?


Chapter twelve. YU.

Time passed, but Nimma did not return.
Yu was sad, Yu was jealous again.
The man understood that now was not the time to torment himself with stupid jealousy, but he could not do anything.

The people from Nimma's pack were huge, their height was about four or five meters. And among these huge monsters was that man, whom Yu in the heat of the moment called frail.
The thought that Nimma was now wandering around the city with her pack and enjoying the smell of one of the pack's males drove Yu crazy.

The man paced the bedroom, then swam in the pool to exhaustion, then spent many hours in the gym. He stopped keeping track of time, visions of this evening haunted him. Here the administrator runs to him, then Nimma asks him to close his eyes, he obediently fulfills the request of his woman, then ...

What happened next? Why did Nimma end up in different clothes? And... Yu could have sworn that Nimma's bare arms were scarred again and the scars were old. The fight was furious. Nimma fought like crazy, she kept turning around during the fight in such a way that Yu was under her protection, and the administrator was constantly trying to break through the defense.

This young woman...
Yu flinched, his hands could not hold the bar and he almost dropped it on his feet. Finally, after wiping the sweat from his eyes, Yu looked at his watch. Looks like he spent too much time in the gym. ErMy fingers began to tremble and my body begged for rest.

Going down to the first floor, Yu turned on his laptop. The chronicles of the painted city were boring, people got used to eternal danger and did not see anything special in the fact that their life had changed. Now the city slept during the day, and life began at night.
Well, well, a person gets used to everything. We got used to masks during the coronavirus epidemic, although when the epidemic had just begun, the sight of masked people shocked many.

So here, in the painted city, people gradually got used to the daily threat. The ads that rushed from the laptop called to buy, buy, buy. Buy deodorants that will scare away werewolves, buy ointment for werewolf bites, buy sneakers that can run far from werewolves. As if you could run away from the werewolves!

Yu's house was a little out of the way, it was about ten minutes to the nearest police station, which, like mushrooms after the rain, appeared in abundance after the epidemic.

There was a panic button so that if there was an attack, help could be urgently called, but Yu hoped that it would not come to that.
However, Yu had hoped so until now.

The button didn't work, the lights went out, nothing else worked.
The house was surrounded by a pack of werewolves. The administrator was in charge. Turning into a werewolf, she did not lose her ingenuity, on the contrary, she became even more intelligent than before. It was she who ordered several males from the flock to find the cables that passed underground and gnaw them.

In general, it just so happened that each pack was led by a woman or a former woman, to be exact. Or... Yes, I'm confused, a woman at night, a werewolf by day. But, however, it does not matter. The only important thing is that now the Yu house was left without protection. The mobile phone, as always, was discharged, and although it took some ten minutes from the power bank to charge it, Yu did not have these minutes.

Yu was not afraid, he did not believe what was happening, but nevertheless he went up to the covered gallery. You could see everything for miles around.
However, things took a bad turn. The flock of the administrator has increased five times. One of the males ran up to the female leader and, looking into her eyes, barked something.

A werewolf woman ... However, it's time to give her a name, I thought that she would remain a minor heroine and did not give her a name, but if she aims for the main characters, then she will have to be given a name, otherwise ... she will bite!

So what's the name to come up with?
Oh, she gave me the hint herself, and I...
She wants me to call her Bullet.
Well, okay, so be it.
So, back to the interrupted thought.

 Bullet, the main werewolf in this pack, briefly talked about something with one of the males, and he rushed off to fulfill the order.
The males fought among themselves, chaotically moving back and forth, and Bullet simply stood and stared at the windows of Yu.

Yu returned to the bedroom. The phone was charged and it was possible to make calls, but apparently no one was in the police station. Yu didn't answer.

The pause is over. The werewolves began to jump over the fence-fence. Of course, the electric current was no longer a danger to the pack, but there was still barbed wire on the fence.
However, male werewolves did not seem to feel pain. Jumping over the fence, the male stood up on two legs and simply opened the gate from the inside. The bullet entered the yard like a queen.

And then the whole flock slowly trotted to the front doors of the house. Yu stood and looked out the window as if spellbound. He did not even begin to close the doors on the latch, because he understood that it was useless.
Sitting on the bed, he pressed Nimma's pillow to himself, only this object separated him now from the complete abyss. Yu closed his eyes, waiting for the sound of broken glass, an attack, and a bite, but there was no attack. However, something happened in the courtyard of the house. Someone hit the wall, something rang and fell.
Yuu has hope. He rushed to the gallery to see what was going on below.
And below there was a battle, Yu did not understand who was fighting with whom, in his opinion all the werewolves looked the same.
He only hoped that among the werewolves was his Nimma. The werewolves kept coming and coming. The fight had already spilled out far beyond the yard. And the day didn't end.

Chapter thirteen. Army of werewolves.

The police arrived, as always late. The werewolves fought so fiercely that there were already wounded.

The sun did not want to leave, there was still about half an hour before sunset, and the fight of the werewolves did not subside. When at last the sun went down and the front lawn was empty.

Yu hoped that Nimma would return to him after parting ways with the pack members, but the woman did not return. The police, who arrived after the fight was over, picked up the wounded, who were already in their normal, human condition, and departed.

After the electricity was restored, Yu called the manager, the manager brought a lawyer with him. A statement of claim was drawn up, stating that actor Yu remained in a de-energized house for three hours, moreover, when the actor called the police on the phone, he did not receive help, because no one answered the phone on the other end of the phone.

 The actor had no doubt that the guilty would be found, but for him it was no longer relevant. Of course, he was happy that he remained alive and was not converted, but he suspected that the matter would not end with today's battle.

Yu worried for nothing, Nimma did not leave him. At the moment when the police arrived, and then later the manager drove up with a lawyer, she was around the corner, licking her wounds. This fight was given to her as hard as ever, they did their job for several weeks in a calm atmosphere. Nimma relaxed, and now it was hard for her to return to her former form at once.

Touching her hair, Nimma howled. When the fight was already coming to an end, Bullet ran up to her and called her to the last duel. The result of this duel was Nimma's now rather thinned hair. Bullet knew Yu adored her Nimma and was proud of her hair color. It was at this very hair that Bullet aimed before he announced to Nimme that this would be the last fight not for life, but for death.

 However, everyone survived. Nimma also patted Bullet's tender body very much, but just like Yu, she understood that this fight was not the last.
The manager and the lawyer soon left the house, and the woman was playing for time, she knew that sooner or later she would still have to appear before the eyes of her beloved man, but she was afraid of what he would see.

She was about to leave the shelter, but at that time a car drove up again. Technicians arrived to install an autonomous system independent of the general electricity system. And also new steps were taken to protect the house from werewolves.

Everything that could be reconnected was reconnected. Nimma was a little worried about what would happen if the password on the door was changed, but Yu didn't even bother.

 He understood that a password, or rather a password change, would not be able to protect him if the insidious Bullet again decided to realize his sinister plans.
Finally everyone left. The woman cleaned herself up as best she could, and then hesitantly moved in the direction of the house. The actor was probably hoping and waiting, because as soon as the woman put her finger on the password remote, the lock clicked and the door opened by itself.
 
Nimma was pleased to know that she was expected here.

Unlike her real prototype, Nimma was not going to hide anything from her lover. She firmly knew that as soon as the time came, and she was sure it would come very soon, as soon as that time came, she, Nimma, would tell her beloved everything.

 Of course, actor Yoo won't believe her, but the woman's conscience will be clear. Nimma did not like to lie and hide anything. Yes, it was impossible. The woman was sure that the actor had already understood everything, he realized that he was loved by two similar, but still completely different women.

Chapter fourteen. This is my home and I will not leave here.

However, when Yu saw Nimma and pulled her to him, it turned out that talking now was superfluous. The woman was covered in bruises, cuts, scratches. In several places, the skin was torn to the meat, well, but on the head, as I said, there was not enough decent tuft of hair.

 Yu did not lament or feel sorry for the woman, he simply brought a first aid kit, and as far as he could eliminate the traces of today's massacre. Seeing Nimma's hands, he only lingered on the oldest and most severe scars, but said nothing. Now was not the time to ask questions.

Then he took a bath of medicinal foam and took Nimma there.
When Nimma fell asleep, he sat down beside her and held her hand. Yu knew that now it did not make sense for him to go to bed, after the fight, Nimma always screamed in her sleep and cried. And so Yu did not even try to sleep. Yes, he didn't want to.

 Now it was night, which means it's time to walk, have fun and do some business, but the events of today completely discouraged him from leaving the house at all.
Yu also thought with horror that Nimma would be forced to leave home tomorrow morning. The werewolf instinct could not be deceived, he, the instinct, did not care if the woman was sick or healthy. As soon as the sun rises, Nimma will turn.

There was a way to slow down the process of transformation for a while, but then, in the following days, Nimma would pay dearly for the intervention.
The medicine, a novelty, the development of the scientists of the drawn city, could slow down the circulation for three days, but then Nimma would not be able to return to human form for a week. So, three days a week.

The medicine was insanely expensive, like the dress he had recently bought for his woman.
Not every city dweller could afford to buy this medicine.
Once, at the beginning of the epidemic, when Nimma had just been converted, Yu had already given her this medicine. True, not a whole cake of medicine, but only half.
Now the man did not dare to repeat that experiment again, and therefore he decided to wait until Nimma wakes up and hear the answer from her.

Yu did not notice how he fell asleep right in the chair, his hand let go of Nimm's hand and hung.
Nimma woke up from the fact that she was cold. That’s right, Yu’s arms didn’t wrap around her. Yu slept nearby, but not in bed, but in an armchair, sitting.

Nimma got up to put him to bed, but pain shot through her. She restrained herself from screaming because she was afraid to scare Yu.
Yu don't resistshivered when Nimma whispered a few words to him. When he woke up a little, she told him to go to bed, promising that she would sleep next to her.
However, when Yu seemed to fall asleep, Nimma realized that she had slept well and did not want to sleep anymore. She was in great pain, but her body healed itself, because Nimma was a werewolf, and werewolves regenerate thirty times faster than a normal, uninfected person.
Nimma would have loved to lie down and sleep hugging next to Yu, but she had... jet lag. Yes, yes, just like that.

I had this last summer, I returned from the capital of our country to my city by the sea and did not sleep at night for a week, and someone toils even more, two or three weeks.

I brought you back so rudely to reality to distract you from what's going on in the bedroom woke up and... didn't let Nimme leave.

Then, when Yu fell asleep again, this time soundly, Nimma went up to the third floor and swam in the pool for a long time. When she came out of the water, she was still in pain, but the pain was not so strong.

Nimma was not at home for a very long time, but nevertheless she missed her secret corners, unexpected turns, descents and ascents.
The house was so warm and dear, he willingly revealed his simple secrets to the hostess and asked not to disappear for a long time anymore.

Nimma is hungry. Before entering the covered passage, Nimma turned on the heating. She started to get chills. She crossed the path along the transition in three jumps, hunger shook her small and wounded body.
One of the walls of the kitchen was occupied by a huge refrigerator, it took up space from one door to another. This refrigerator has been designed to keep meat fresh. Nimma could not eat non-fresh meat. The meat should be raw and red. When the meat darkened, Nimma also refused to eat it.
But today there was the right meat in the refrigerator, Yu took care of it, and soon Nimma felt that she had finally eaten in all the last weeks!

Now you can walk around the house.
Nimma did not remember her past life. Her memories began from the moment she was bitten, then she worked at the studio as a sound administrator. Of course, she lived somewhere before, studied somewhere, worked, sometimes fragments of memories popped up in her head, but these memories were so pale and scattered!

Most often, pictures of life in the family surfaced. She probably lived in a small apartment, about the same as Imma lives in. Someone lived with her, she loved someone, smiled at someone, but it was so long ago, and ... Not true.

Her home was now here. She liked her life in this house with the man she loved.
Nimma stepped out into the covered gallery. She lowered the bell jar, because the chill returned again, apparently the temperature was rising.

Well, okay.

She is at home, it is nice and quiet here.
Three days of love and peace are ahead.
Nimma still drank the medicine, and in the next three days she was going to be the happiest woman in the world!

Chapter fifteen. Home, beloved home.

The house that Yu lived in and Nimma now lived in was quite old, but the endless upgrades had long since covered its old parts, burying the cute part of the house underneath. Safety was the main theme of this house.

I say house, house, but I myself have never really described it to you. The listing of floors and what is located on them does not count.

In fact, once this house was built for his wife by a newlywed architect, then there was some kind of dark story, Toli's husband cheated, Toli's wife left her husband, but as a result, the house, which was planned as a love nest, went from hand to hand.

Of course, the modernization slightly distorted the look of the house, but its main parts remained unchanged. Firstly, the gallery, it has remained the same as its architect thought up. I will try to describe it if words are enough. The gallery, as I already wrote, was on the fourth floor, or rather, the fifth, because Asians associate the word four with bad things, and they simply skip the fourth floor in their houses. So, on the fifth floor, the last floor under the open sky in the middle of an empty space, there was a glass cube, such a room with transparent walls and a ceiling.

 The cube did not occupy the entire space of the fifth floor, but stood in the middle. And around the cube was an empty space, enclosed by glass parapets. When it rained, it was interesting to sit inside and watch the rain run down the glass surfaces of the cube. But if it bothered you, you could close the glass gallery, along with the cube, the round dome. This is what concerns the fifth, highest floor, which is actually the fourth.

The house was curved with the letter "c", the architect came up with this so that he could always see his wife while in the yard and so that the wife could see her husband while in the house. However, all this concerned the interior of the house. Nothing was visible from the street. In general, the house was divided into two parts, dark and light.

The border ran in the middle of the house. Well, imagine if the letter "c" is cut in the middle, this will be the border between the light half of the house, which goes into the courtyard and the dark one, which goes outside.

And there was also a tunnel that connected to the kitchenand dining room. The garden surrounded the kitchen. Inside the letter "c" was also a garden.

Here, roughly speaking, the whole outline of the house.
Nimma loved all parts of the house, both light and dark. The architect was an inventor and on the dark side of the house came up with a labyrinth. According to legend, it was invented for the future children of the architect, where he was going to spend something with his children.
like quests. In general, the uncle architect was still that inventor.

But as you know, family life failed, and the newlywed couple left the house without having lived even a year. The current owner of the house, Yu, had a plan for the house. When he moved in, he even tried to inspect all the rooms in the dark half, but he did not last long, it was dark, dusty and a little ... creepy.

Yes, I forgot to say, the cube on the fifth floor was not divided. The fifth floor was a platform, a roof, anything but a divided room. This is me, for reference.

Yes, also, the cube was made of armored glass.
You ask why?
How do I know?
You should ask the architect if you find him.

Oh, sorry, Nimma fainted, the temperature rose so high that the vaunted regeneration did not save her.

Chapter sixteen. Pack safety.

Pack safety.

Yu found Nimma unconscious. The gallery was covered with a glass roof and the cold air, thank God, could not do more trouble. Yu called the doctor.

 Soon Nimma was already lying in the ward, but she had not regained consciousness yet. The doctor said that an infection had begun, one of the wounds looked just awful, an infection had got into it. Nimma came to her senses only a day later.

Yu was in a terrible state, he canceled the filming and did not leave Nimma. Upon learning that she had been unconscious all day, Nimma burst into tears. There are only two days left. The fever subsided and the woman and the man returned home.

At that moment, both Yu and Nimma received a message on their phones.
The message read "This is not the end yet, wait for me! I will come. Until then, I will destroy your entire pack one by one!"

Nimma could not tell her flock about the danger, she would not recognize these people by sight at night, these people became a flock only during the day. Nimma hoped that Bullet would also not be able to find out who exactly was in Nimma's pack, but knowing Bullet's mind and her insight, she was more and more afraid for the members of the pack.

Looking ahead, I can say that Bullet really managed to destroy almost all members of the pack, but Nimma found out about this only two days later, when she ran out into the street in the morning and began to call the members of the pack.

Chapter fifteen. Leave me alone and let me paint

Imma also had a change of time zones, but no one anxiously followed her movements around the apartment, no one asked how she felt, no one held her hands, no one looked into her eyes and no one stroked her cheek, etc.

In general, Imma was alone.

Sometimes she turned around to say something to Yu, and then remembered that Yu was now only a drawing.
Imma has not slept for the sixth night. Six days have passed since the unknown puppeteer brought her home. The transfer coincided with the weekend, and on Monday Imma went to the hospital. The diagnosis of amnesia was removed and Imma was allowed to work.

Wednesday was the day she sat down at her desk. Colleagues looked askance at her, but no one asked questions. And time crept forward.

During the day she worked, at night she wandered around the house.

But what's strange is that at night she
 she slept little, maybe an hour or half an hour, but during the day she did not feel drowsy. Having quickly completed all the work tasks, Imma secretly took out an album and drew.
Sometimes she stopped drawing and, like Nimma, stroked the face of the drawn Yu.

Sometimes she turned off while drawing, but then, having come to her senses, she looked with surprise at what she had drawn. She loved those moments. They liked it because it seemed that the drawings had a life of their own and were not drawn by her hand.

However, when a boss or colleagues approached and she was forced to hide the album, the woman became insanely angry. At such moments, Imma wanted to grab the throat of the one who was standing opposite.

 Imma had nothing against her boss and colleagues, they were tolerant of her, there were no particular cavils or ridicule, but at the moment when Imma was distracted, the woman wanted to scratch their faces or gouge out their eyes.

Today, Imma took time off from work early, she needed to be left alone so that she would not be distracted. Nimma lost consciousness from the temperature and Imma needed to urgently draw the moment of recovery of her drawn double.

Over time, Imma fell in love with the werewolf Nimma. This woman had character traits that Imma also used to have, but over time they got lost somewhere, left. Nimma was sincere, truthful, naive, this woman always rushed to help those who needed her.

In Nimma there was no cynicism and fatigue from life, and Nimma was ready to the last drop of blood to protect those she loved. However, Imma also had this quality, over the years it only became stronger. But the problem is that all the last years Imma was without love and she had nothing to protect, but now everything has changed. Imma was ready to cut, tear anyone who tries to raise a hand against Yu.

head neckeleventh. Who are you?

When the third morning came, Nimma woke up from the fact that someone was staring at her. Opening her eyes, she met Yu's attentive gaze. Today, there was no pity and forgiveness in the eyes of the young man.
Nimma smiled uncertainly and, in a voice slightly hoarse from sleep, said
-What happened to you? Why are you looking like that?
That's what I wanted to ask you...
-About what, dear?
-Who are you?
“Me?” The woman was so surprised that she couldn’t answer right away, however, later she still found the answer. I am Nimma.
-Good. Then who is she?

Nimma lifted her chin in fear, then lowered her head. Yu knew everything, it was useless to deny it.

-But dear...
-No need. Just answer me.
- Well, - Nimma breathed a sigh of relief, - I will answer. She is me.
-What? Do you understand what you're saying?
-Yes. I understand, but don't be mad dear!
-Answer me! Was it the male from the pack who came up with the plan?

Nimma sighed, everything returned to its place. Yu was blown away by jealousy again.

-Not. All wrong.
-What then? -Yu got so angry that he began to scream. -Where were you while I was with that woman? How could you? Where were you hiding? Have you been with these males from the pack? Did he hide you?

- I've been away from here. And I was alone. Rather, the mother and father of that woman were with me.

“What are you talking about?” Yu clutched his head, “your lies are killing me.

- She drew us with you. She is our creator,” Nimma stopped paying attention to Yu’s cries and he immediately stopped screaming. “Remember, back then in the citadel, in this fortress, where your dumbbells and us? Here, she is our creator.

-Who? -Yu sat on the floor near the bed and ran his hands through his hair, -who is the creator?

- She's a creator.

“Wait, I want to clarify something,” Yu whispered insinuatingly and very quietly, “it means that I kissed the creator every day, hugged and ... Well, you know ... With her? Is she the Lord God?

“I don’t know.” Nimma smiled uncertainly again, “turn away, I need to get dressed.”

-What? Why is this? Do not want. I love looking at your body in the morning.

-Turn away. Suddenly, you decide to start comparing us, I won’t survive this.

-My baby. I understood. Have you been hiding in the citadel? Did you think I wouldn't like the look of you because of the scars?

- If everything was so simple, - Nimma sighed, - well... But you, too, were not alone all this time. You were with her.

- And you talk about it so calmly? Are you jealous? Everything, I understand, you just do not love me! And... Never loved.

“I'm tired of this!” Nimma screamed, and then she wanted to cover her mouth, but held herself back. She learned something from Imma, although this teaching was hard for her. -Keep screaming, and I ... I'll just leave! I don't want to listen to you anymore!

-Wait, -Yu suddenly switched from shouting to whispering, -are you sure Nimma? Are you not her?

- I already said everything, - Nimma turned away so that Yu would not see her tears, - I'm leaving.

"Where?" Yu asked in shock.

- I'm going to wander through the maze. I'll be back when you calm down. When you get tired of being jealous, knock on the pipe, I will hear.

- Nimma, no, I'm sorry, I'm an idiot. Come back, let's talk!" Yu said pleadingly, but Nimma pretended not to hear.

In the dark half of the house, a door banged and everything became quiet.

Chapter seventeen. You will live with me!

I have already said that sometimes Nimma could remember something about her former life. However, these were only fragments, and she could not put them together in one picture. Most often, she recalled her childhood.
Here she is coming home from school. Here are her friends with whom she is in a quarrel. Her friends go ahead, but she does not want to catch up with them. She is about ten years old.

 When she remembers further, her head starts to hurt. So, she goes from school alone, a very adult uncle comes up to her.
She does not know this uncle, he ... says something, and then takes her by the hand. Usually at this point, the headache became so unbearable that Nimme was no longer up to the memories.

Walking through the labyrinth in complete darkness, Nimma tried to switch to something bright and good, but the maze on the dark side of the house pushed her to remember what happened next after a strange man took her by the hand. Nimma, as you remember, did not need light, she was a werewolf and could see perfectly in the dark.

The labyrinth was not scary, it was quiet and lonely here, but not scary. It was much more terrible to remember the people who remained in her former life.

In order not to remember, Nimma bit her finger until it bled. Feeling the smell and taste of blood, she calmed down. Stumbling over an old rocking chair, the woman suddenly remembered the words Yurta had said when he brought her to his house for the first time.

Then she also sat in a rocking chair, though in a different, more modernized one. She sat in a rocking chair and leafed through the pages in her laptop.
In order to conquer Yu completely and forever, she decided to change her hairstyle and now sat and looked at the styles.

Yu brought fruit and candied vegetables. Nimma ate this deliciousness and they chatted about everything in the world. Only a week had passed since her conversion, and Nimma had never been so addicted to raw meat.

When half has passedOchi, Nimma zasobiralsya to her, in a rented apartment.
And then she heard those words.
Yu came up behind her, put his hands on her shoulders and said:
-Don't go! You will live with me. Come, I'll show you your new house!

Nimma stopped. At the memory of those words, tears flowed from her eyes.
Life then seemed so easy and beautiful!

Yu hugged her, and hugging her beloved in return, Nimma did not yet know what awaited her ahead, on the path of the werewolf.

Yu kept his word, his house became her home. As soon as she agreed to stay, he called the workers and soon the entire second floor was remodeled in accordance with Nimma's tastes.

Chapter eighteen. Two broken halves of a whole.

Less than ten minutes later, Nimma heard that they were knocking on the pipe, this prearranged signal meant:
"Come back! I can't live without you! I understand everything. Don't be mad at me, come back quickly!"

Of course, Nimma is back. The simple-minded woman was stressed when she had to pretend to be angry.
In fact, she could not be angry with her beloved and forgave all his antics and offensive words, especially since ...
 Moreover, the time that the pill gave her from the conversion was coming to an end. Only a part of happiness remained, and it consisted of evening and night.

When Nimma returned, all grievances were forgotten.
Yu took a bath of hot water and dissolved tablets to increase blood circulation, and after the bath he smeared all the places where there were scars with a healing ointment.

And then they lay and talked, talked, talked.
Nimma told Yu about the real world.
It was hard for a man to take this news completely, and when Nimma let slip that Yu was just a double of an actor and singer who lives in a particular Asian country, she expected a violent reaction, but Yu only smiled and pulled Nimma to him.

For some reason, the thought of his own doppelganger was not as offensive as the thought that Nimma had a doppelg;nger, or rather, that Nimma was the doppelg;nger of the woman with whom Yu had been in a relationship for the past two weeks.

However, Nimma thought differently, she hinted to Yu that there was no one's fault in what happened. Imma feels and perceives Yu in the same way as Nimma. They are just two halves of a whole.

 Not twins, not twins, just two halves of a man torn in two. In any case, this is how Nimma understood this situation.
And also, and she whispered in Yu's ear that Imma is now much harder, because she cannot hug and kiss Yu, as she, Nimma, can easily do.

Chapter eighteen. Early conversion

Yu woke up from the fact that Nimma was crying.
And also from the fact that the bed clearly sagged.
The conversion process began earlier, it was still three hours before dawn, but Nimma's body was in a hurry.

Now the weight of the poor woman was two hundred kilograms and this was not the limit. However, Nimma did not feel what was happening to her, she was in pain, she cried in her sleep, but did not wake up. The pill that Yu gave not only slowed down the cycle, but also brought it down.

Yu rolled off the bed, and in time, there was almost no more room on the bed. While he was thinking about how to wake up his beloved, Nimma arched her back and screamed in pain. The cry was so strong that the surrounding dogs started barking.
And the conversion was in full swing, Nimma screamed incessantly.

If earlier the process of circulation was to some extent natural, now, when the pill has taken over in the body, everything has become unpredictable. The car horns howled, combined with the barking of dogs and Nimma's incessant screams, it was hellish music.

Yu felt like his ears were about to burst when everything suddenly stopped. Nimma opened her eyes, and then began to look for Yu with her eyes. Finding him, she wanted to say something, but sounds similar to barking came from her mouth.

Then the process accelerated even more, because Nimma simply rushed out, running out the window. Glasses flew in all directions, blood appeared from the wounds on the body, but Nimma did not even slow down her run.
Yu rushed to the fifth floor, to the open terrace and leaned over the glass parapet.

Nimma did not go far, she stood not far from the house and called the members of the pack with a cry, but so far only one person has joined her.

Dawn came into its own.
However, what happened to Nimma were only flowers, and the berries were ahead.

Yu was about to leave the terrace when he suddenly saw a cloud of dust in the distance. Looking closer, he saw that a small army of werewolves was moving in the direction of his house.

Bullet was consistent, she set out to get Yu and carried out everything she had planned according to her plan.
Against Bullet's army, there were now only two werewolves, a member of Nimma's pack and Nimma herself, turned into a clumsy mountain of meat and muscles.

Chapter nineteen. Imma try to help.


Tables, chairs, bed, cabinets were all littered with albums. The room, small and narrow, became even smaller, but Imma ceased to adequately perceive the surroundings at all.

Longing for Yu corroded her reality.

The holidays were approaching, stuffing a suitcase with albums, Nimma went to the recreation center. However, as you understand, she left not to rest.

As a result, three days later the woman returned home from her nest. with a gleam of eyes and an extreme degree of exhaustion.
Imma understood that Bullet was not joking, and if Nimma was not helped, then soon Yu would also be in the pack of converts.

 This could not be allowed!

She threw all the albums on the floor and began to revise, trying to find a way out. But the mind, exhausted by hunger and anxiety, simply refused to work.

So having come up with nothing, Imma, right in outerwear, fell asleep among the albums.
The morning came too soon.

The alarm clock rang and rang until Imma threw it against the wall, but this did not help, even when broken, the alarm clock continued to ring.

I had to get up. Rushing to the table, Imma hoped that there were new drawings in the album, but the page was in the same condition as yesterday.

So that night Imma slept too soundly.

The commute to work took 45 minutes. The bus raced, the houses flickered outside the window, and Imma ...
Guess what Imma did?

No, I didn't draw.
Imma felt sick at the sight of the album sheets, her fingers were blisters from the pencil, and therefore, although the album was in the folder, she had not even touched it yet.

Imma was looking at her cell phone.

She was interested in articles about the work of Yu, not drawn by Yu, but real. As I already wrote, Yu was an artist. He lived in one of the Asian countries and was very popular. It is popular not only in its own country, but all over the world.

Imma read, looked at the photo, but it was all wrong. The idea, which was needed now like air, did not come to mind.

The fingers on the hands suddenly vibrated, and one of the fingers hurt.
Everything. Now there was no time for discussion. Something was happening. I had to draw.
When Imma came to, she realized that she was already late for work.

Drawing, she did not notice how she drove the bus in a circle three times.

The boss called, Imma apologized, spun some kind of game and said that she would be there soon.

This time, Imma forced herself not to look at the album until she was in her office.
But it was not possible to immediately consider the drawing.

 Imma was in the midst of a planning meeting, and then it was necessary to sort out cases that suddenly accumulated and required urgent intervention.

The lunch break still did not start, the arrows crawled barely.
The boss, angry with Imma's indifferent attitude to work, categorically forbade drawing in the album at the workplace, even if the work was all done.

Finally, the sound of chairs being pushed back was heard, it was possible to go to dinner.

When the office was empty, Imma took out an album.

On the drawings...
There was nothing special about the drawings. Nimma walked around the maze, and then Yu helped her take a bath.

Imma relaxed a little.
Everything is fine, the lovers have reconciled and there is a whole night ahead of them, which they will spend together, to then part for a week.

Having closed the album, Imma also pushed back her chair and went to have dinner.

However, anxiety gnawed at her.
While chewing on a bun she had bought from the kiosk across the street, she decided she was moving too slowly and ran.

When she flew into the office, there were still only a few colleagues sitting there.
There were still ten minutes before the end of lunch, and so Imma could draw with full right.

Dinner ended the moment Imma realized that a disaster had happened.

There were only two people in Nimma's pack, including Nimma.
During this time, the bullet acquired a large flock and this flock was approaching too quickly.
Yu stood on the open terrace and did not yet fully understand what was about to happen.

Suddenly, a long-awaited decision came to Imma's head, but the dinner was over.

However, the woman didn't care.
It was a matter of life and death.
Suddenly, Imma jumped up from her seat, startling her colleagues.

Shouting that she was sick and ill, she rushed in the direction of the toilet, not forgetting to grab a folder with albums.

Fifteen minutes passed, half an hour. By the time colleagues got worried, about forty-five minutes had already passed
There were three toilets on the floor.

While they were looking for which Imma, another ten minutes passed.
Looks like they found it. The cabin was locked and no one came out.

The colleague began to shake the door and call Imma by name. Nobody responded.
The colleague ran back to the office, called the economic department and called a locksmith.

The locksmith refused to enter the women's toilet for a long time, but when he finally entered, he declared that he would not break the latch on the door.

 I had to call the head of the department. And time passed.
When the door was finally opened, they saw a strange picture.
Imma was sitting on the floor near the toilet. She was unconscious.

Her hands were blue and swollen, and her fingers were covered in blood. Six albums lay on the floor.

While Imma is being taken to the hospital by ambulance, let's look at what she drew.

All six albums were painted with images of Y.
Each had a Y tattoo on their chest and arm.

The fans were an army that had to protect their idol.
The girls were of different races, and their skin colors were different. The pack led by Nimma now included blondes, brunettes, blacks and Asians, tall, short, thin and overweight.

How many images of girls do you think can fit on a landscape sheet? And on twenty-four sheets? And on twenty-four sheets multiplied by six?
Imma knew the answer, because it was her hands that drew each female.


http://proza.ru/2022/03/26/633