Vlad Cherevaty

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Oleg's apartment in southern Moscow. The capital's night lights flickered outside the window. The air smelled of incense and candles.

Vlad Cherevaty: "Well, tell me what happened to you that you decided to call Cherry Cleaner ." That's what they called the cherevatogo

Oleg looked exhausted - his hair was disheveled, the dark circles under his eyes stood out especially clearly against his pale skin. Oleg Sheps - "there is a problem." Oleg looked away. Unlike him, the medium wasn't usually shy about eye contact. Oleg Sheps: "I've started noticing something strange about myself. My thoughts aren't my own, like I'm lashing out at everyone. I open my eyes and can't remember what I was doing five minutes ago. It's just crazy."

Oleg Sheps - "Sasha is still in the hospital, I didn't tell him, otherwise he would be completely worn out there from worry, well, you know Sasha... And you are just into devilry..."

Vlad understood perfectly well that he knew his brother Oleg.

Oleg Sheps: "I thought you'd check to make sure I'm okay."

Vlad Cherevaty: "Wow, Oleg. So you finally admitted that demons exist? It's a historic moment, we need to document it! Will you repeat it on camera?"

Oleg Sheps - "Vladimir."

Cherevaty considered for a moment whether he should help Sheps or...

Vlad Cherevaty - "Oh, relax, for God's sake, I'm joking, of course. If you really are a demon, then how it hasn't died of boredom with you yet is a mystery." Vlad Cherevaty - "Okay, bring a stool here and sit down, we'll watch." Cherevaty fell silent for a moment, as if deep in thought. Vlad Cherevaty - "You are our angel."

Oleg was a little embarrassed and looked away. He certainly loved how Vlad called him by his sweet nicknames, but this was right in his heart. Oleg Sheps — "..."

Vlad plopped down on the soft seat of the sofa in the narrow living room and unzipped the briefcase he had brought with him, taking out a mirror.