A person can do a lot when he is possessed by evil or has mental illness. The first days everything was fine. He played with the children and was very sociable, so the surviving pioneers said.
I read in a book what it is, maybe. People can dig themselves out of the grave, although it is difficult. Said the girl with the glasses in the corner. She was sitting alone. In appearance, my age, the face is too simple and uncomplicated, and you can hardly remember it. She studied in another class, was not friends with any of ours, but she wanted to go to the camp with us. Gray mouse, here is its exact description. But there are hunters for such simpletons. Everyone can go much more than he thinks. We still know so little about our body and its capabilities.
Again, our arrogant Olya spoke out. She cant keep silent when she needs to. Said the blonde, who was sitting next to Antonina Mikhailovna, her favorite Elsa, the best student in the class after me, her father is the director of the printing house. Such a beauty that thoughts were confused, looking at her. If you see her once, you will remember forever how they differed from each other. And youre all lying, they dont write this in books.
Do not say that Elsa about Olya, she is a smart girl and if she said that she read about it, then its true. Said the witch teacher, adjusting her glasses and wrinkling her face, how stupid she looks when she does that. And you, how do you know what they write in such books, you have never opened them in your life. You read only what is included in the school course.
We laughed, its always easier to laugh at another than to admit that you are also the same as them. But I read a lot of books. I dont even know at what age, maybe always.
Still, I dont believe it. Youd better continue Victor, its interesting, even though everything is your invention, but you talk so interestingly. Elsa smiled at me, my face turned red from such a smile. Your voice calms me, maybe Ill fall asleep. And that is a long road.
After five days, everyone forgot that he was new. This is what he was waiting for. He performed a terrible ceremony at the cemetery, three kilometers from the pioneer camp, and killed the local dog «Silver». I dont know if he managed to summon a dark entity, but he himself, taking an ax, cut down five pioneers, a leader and a director.
According to your initial words, there was no counselor and director. The girl Olya, the daughter of a well-known scientific chemist in narrow circles and his laboratory assistant, who is twenty years younger than him, looked shyly at me in glasses. And shes pretty when she looks under her glasses. We must remember this Olya, a good fallback for me if Katya sends. You cannot always hope for success in everything. Im not a fool. She is smart, which means you can provide such arguments that she will have nothing to cover them with.
The leader was found the next day near the camp near one dug up grave. But then no one was buried there, who was buried there was never recognized. Its a secret. I made a meaningful pause and continued. The director was found in the lake.
Did they find the killer? It became interesting to the witch, she did not often listen to me like that. Or she, knowing my answer, decided to scare everyone, she loves when she is afraid.
Not. Thats where all the salt is. They searched for him for two weeks, but they never found him. The article says that local residents from neighboring villages say that at night he wanders around the camp in search of his victims and whistles. Therefore, journalists called him a maniac «Whistler». Here is the story of the camp we are going to.
What kind of stupid name is that?
Light do not say that, I read in the newspaper that he walked around the camp and whistled, thats what they called it. He was also called «Ripper» and «Lumberjack», but I like «Whistler» better. And the worst thing is that he buried all the pioneers and they never found him. He may still be alive and wandering around this camp.
The cemetery is scary. Why is it near the pioneer camp? Katya was clearly afraid of such places. How cute. She even had an eyebrow twitching, you dont often see her like that.
The cemetery is specially made for those children who do not obey adults. The teacher laughed. Shes so cheerful when shes not at work. Even began to respect her more. But it wasnt long. Just kidding, of course, you were told that they were built for the prison. You didnt think that the state would bury all sorts of garbage next to worthy people like you or me.
Knowing how people are judged in our country, its stupid to talk like that. But she was not smart, our witch teacher. I exchanged glances with Petka, he thought she was crazy, even showed a sign. I involuntarily laughed. We heard everything.
I see our Viktorchik funny. He always reacts inappropriately to death and everything connected with it. He seems to be laughing at her. The witch made an ominous face, as she did when she gave me deuces. «Death may laugh at you one day. And maybe it will be very soon.
I was afraid of her words, I swallowed a lump in my throat. She can scare when she wants to. I dont know where this anger comes from in her, maybe it has developed over the years of working with children. We can be very capricious, well, at least the others are not me and Petka, we are two angels.
The leader was fed up with it all. Although he is frail in appearance, he does not have unlimited patience.
Enough about that. We are going to a fun summer camp to relax and have fun. The past of this place should not worry you. You are still children and do not understand much in life. I need this job to pay off my debts, I wont let you get in my way. I still have to pay for my studies at the institute.
For a moment, his eyes turned red. I did not like it. He is not a simple counselor, as he wants to seem. But who is he? Fantasy was already drawing intricate pictures of who he could be. Children have a vivid imagination, and I knew it, although I considered myself quite an adult. But to overcome the last barrier on this path, I need only one thing, and this is what I want to get this summer. I noticed that the bespectacled Olya was staring at me, looking with interest as I look at Katya, and she does not hide it. Here are the new perspectives, an inner voice told me, but I drowned it out and smiled at her. Her face flushed and she smiled at me. It is necessary that Katya be jealous, this is the best way for me to win her over, however, it is described in one book on seduction that I read specially before the trip. «You have to be ready for anything, son,» my adoptive father tells me, he is right as always.
Its good that you understand me. The counselor was pleased that we were silent, he took it for a victory, I will not argue with him. His appearance was too formidable, not even a look, but an aura, I have not experienced this before. The air became heavy and smelled of burnt paper, it became hard to breathe. Something squeezed his throat, but then let go. Now we will act according to the scenario of the trip. Did everyone understand me?
He glared at us menacingly, we nodded. No one wanted to argue with him, even the witch accepted his authority, for the first time I see this. She even puts our headmaster Pyotr Leonidovich in his place when he walks next to her or tries to speak. He himself complained to me about this, how he hired her on the basis of a personal letter from the governor. It was hard to see a sixty-year-old man who almost cried about this. But thats his problem and I dont feel sorry for him. All that worries me is Katka, although I knew that this is age-related, but you cant argue with hormones and you cant crush arguments, they will walk over you like a concrete rink and leave nothing from you that was before. Difficult stage of growing up.
Chapter 3 Hello Summer Horror Camp
Then the trip went according to Ediks scenario. We sang songs about summer holidays, the counselor told jokes, we played cities. Of course, Petka and I were the last in the game, and when everyone got tired of our endless enumeration of small African cities to the two of us, they awarded the victory and gave us a chocolate bar, which we shared with the ladies. Of course, Im with Katka, but Petka unexpectedly gave his Olya. Maybe she liked him. I dont know, but she obviously doesnt like him, although she didnt frown openly, like other girls and accepted the gift. My friend has a very bad reputation among girls, all because of the case when he spied on them in the sports locker room from a tree. They caught him, then I managed to escape, still there was nothing to be seen. So they cant stand it, although they communicate with me as if nothing had happened. Not caught, not a thief. Although there was nothing to see, although Katya has everything in place. Thats when he fell in love with her.
Look at our camp! Petka shouted, he always liked to stand out from the crowd, attracting attention, often this ruined him. When he realized that everyone was paying attention to him, he added. Our camp, where «Whistler» goes at night. He will sneak up on you when you are sleeping and run away with his tail between his legs when he sees girls without makeup.
Everyone laughed. We understood that this was just a joke, the girls laughed because they thought they were joking about others, but not about them. Such is the psychology of the herd. Everything is worse than you, but you are a star.
The camp did not impress me. I drew more epic pictures in the back alleys of my mind, and here everything is not as I imagined. There are rows of nice little one-story houses, about ten, a lake with a river, a large administration house and a square for a fire and dances, a small one-meter statue of an angel boy with arrows in his hands and thats it. How boring, but there is a forest nearby, where it is very convenient to hide and there are many secluded places for kisses, but I didnt know with whom I would be there. But I hoped for a lot. Katya looked at me and smiled, she was happy and cheerful. My heart was beating like crazy. Its good that I was able to pull myself together and smile back. I have plans. A friend poked me in the side, he likes to do that when Im too busy thinking to answer.
Victor dont fly in the clouds, we have a lot to do. Have you forgotten what we talked about yesterday?
Petya, how could I forget about your idea to call him and demand that one wish be fulfilled.
Yes, grandfather gave me everything I need, medallions for protection and chalk that he found on the expedition and a book of spells that will lead him to us.
Dal? I asked doubtfully. Petkas grandfather is the smallest old man Anatoly Viktorovich Kurochkin, an archaeologist. He has a whole collection of all sorts of rarities. He often showed them to us and told us a lot about how he found them, or received them on his expeditions. He has a whole museum at home and in the country. But he strictly ensures that we do not take anything. Grandpa knows that they are very dangerous in playful childrens hands, so he would not give them away just like that. Im sure of it.
Well, I didnt give it away, I took it myself.
Thats what I thought Petka. Your hands are slippery.
There is such a thing. He laughed. He himself often says that all of his will be mine in time. So I took a little ahead. He wont even notice, and at least well have something to do in this boring camp. And then here the boredom of death or really decided to mess around in this camp.
I shook my head, I have a wish that I need to fulfill.
But how, is the ghost of «Whistler» here? I said in a terrible voice.
No, I have little hope for this bike. It was a long time ago, the ghost had already left. We need to call someone who will definitely come. And even more so, this is the ghost of a weakling who could not resist his mental deviations, you cannot agree with him.
Himself. I said quieter. «But its so dangerous. Will we make it.
Yes. I grabbed a book from my grandfather this morning while he was sleeping. Lately, hes given up on something. My friend took out a black book from his bag. She was so scary and almost screamed that she needed to be burned, the skin was soft to the touch, as if alive. We didnt know what kind of leather it was made of, but the pattern on it scared me. The face screamed in horror and begged for help. How the author managed to convey all these emotions on the skin, I did not know, and did not want to know. But I hoped it wasnt a real face.
Hes definitely coming. My friend winked. I am sure of this, I must come and fulfill my innermost dream.
You probably guessed what Petkas dream could be.
We arrived. We were taken out of the bus, and we went for the counselor and the witch with our things to settle in the houses. We walked merrily and laughed a lot, I love such moments when everyone is happy, now this is rare.
This is the boys house. Said counselor Edward. The girls giggled. They dont respect us at all. Seven of us all began to show biceps, it turned out well only for me and Petka. The girls just laughed at the other guys.
Dont laugh girls. The girl counselor came up. He doesnt look older than twenty. A blonde with a great figure. How did she manage to become a counselor? Although I am very happy about this, like the entire male half of the camp. Every move she made enthralled us. She could easily become the girl of the month for any mens magazine. Or earn money by acting in films for adults, she would not have run out of offers.
And here is our counselor for girls Julia. Said the Witch, hugging the girl. She was clearly fond of her. It seemed strange to me. She treated very few people well. This is my daughter, I decided to attach her here for the summer until I left to study in the capital again. She is in her second year at the Pedagogical University. She will become a teacher, just like her mother. My smart girl. The teacher began to stroke her blond hair. How I wanted to pet her the same way. My face seemed to be too lewd because the witch got angry. If anyone bothers or offends her, he will have to deal with me. She showed her fist. Everyone knew that her threat was not only in words, so they swallowed a lump in their throat. Although I did not leave hope despite the way she looks at me. And that I am a prominent guy and I can like such a beauty. Although I immediately erased these thoughts from my mind, I am still a child in her eyes and with this I will have to live on. I should try my luck with those closest to me. My eyes fell on Katya and Olya, to my surprise they were standing nearby and gossiping about something, looking at us. Maybe theyre talking about me? I wonder what?
All the boys are gone. Edward said, and we, in a purely male company, entered the house. It was spacious and clean. Ten beds, theres a lot to do and dance and fool around. Everything is still untouched and so clean. But knowing my guys, it wont be long. Maintain cleanliness and do not litter. The schedule of duty will be posted on the door tomorrow, observe it and not shirk. You are the future of our great motherland, all hope is on you.
Something he painfully sad. I said quietly to my friend. He nodded.
Make your own beds. You have two hours to unpack and settle in. There is a prepared camp uniform and pajamas in the closet for you. Its signed, so you cant go wrong. If it gets dirty we have a laundry, Ill show you later. Change then lunch and ruler. Meet the camp director and his chefs. Then go to the nurse, she will examine you. We dont want slovenliness in the camp. I believe that we will have a fun summer guys. And now Im gone. He said cheerfully and closed the door, sighing heavily. He did this more than once in his life, he has experience in this matter.