He threw back the strap, sighed sadly and sat down on the box of canned food.
Adhere to the bottle with a broken neck.
Its an ugly drink, he said deliberately loudly, rinsed his throat and poured water into a pitcher for washing.
Joe was speechless.
As long as there are strengths, we must think about escaping, Roger said cheerfully. Those who are seized by such labor do not live long.
Joe rolled over to the other side.
Roger was left all alone.
In the opening shines a huge, corroded craters Luna. The sad light fits on the plastic shields that strengthen the walls of the basement, the drawings of the former inhabitants of the mill, the bloodless faces of people. Half an hour later, along with the nights coolness, countless legions of mosquitoes appeared. Roger slammed the careless insect, and wiped a greasy warm drop from his shoulder.
I went to the screen.
Gossip and curses.
Roger?
Groundwater. Yesterdays rain. From the pit everything is already out. Soon it will rise above the knees.
Joe was silent indifferently. Roger surveyed what was happening, as if for the first time. In the middle of the room, a huge wheel loosened, grinding the grindstone with knitting needles. On the litter of the leaves of the giant turnips, an inaccurate heap is filled with bags of flour. A huge fresh cakes baked on the sides of steel barrels with a gasoline fire burning on the inside are a favorite delicacy of the owners. Several holes in the ceiling are designed for communication with the outside world, ventilation and a meager light source. On the opposite side of the beds a plastic screen of a latrine.
Since this all started.
Joe rolled over to the other side and jerked as if he had seen a bad dream. In the last three days, this has happened more often. Or maybe the first signs of rheumatism appeared.
People wanted animals to walk themselves. So that you do not have to get up early, carry pouches and sovochki, constantly clean up for carefree pets. To the contrary, themselves without tedious dressing and admonitions, at the first request of the owner delivered slippers, and other useful household items directly to the bed.
And are not your slippers standing near the bed where they were left in the evening?
Kysh, Roger said amiably.