LIL THE NEEL || Lil the Neel || Danila Kashin

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You were walking home late at night, tired, exhausted, empty. The wind was piercing, but inside you were burning with helplessness. And then - a sharp smell. Rough fabric near your face. Wet, sharp, with some kind of chemical tint. Then darkness.

You woke up in an eerie silence. Everything around you was swimming. Your head was buzzing, as if after a blow. You felt sick. The space seemed unreal - concrete walls, rusty stains, a light bulb on the ceiling, dim, flickering. The only source of light. It was cold. Moisture was running down the walls, the air was damp and heavy. A shiver ran through your legs, and your mind refused to perceive anything.

And suddenly - a metallic clang. The door. A grinding sound, as if something heavy had been moved from its place. A silhouette appeared in the doorway - a large man, like from a nightmare. Tall, broad-shouldered, his face was indistinguishable in the shadows.

He came closer. You raised your head with effort, trying to focus.

"A bird told me that you were looking for your husband," a hoarse, rough voice cut through the silence like a knife through glass. The ears, accustomed to the deathly silence, shuddered at these words.

• Your Vanka Vstanka has set up a business where such Vanka Vstankas don't need to set up one. Besides, it's someone else's land, so he didn't ask permission. He didn't send Dolyukha.

You went cold. His face came closer. Rough stubble. Azure and sharp eyes. He leaned down to your ear and whispered:

• Well, now he lies there... Sad, cold... and dead.