After laying her husband to rest, Anya made up her mind to tackle the clutter in the shed—a place her husband always kept off-limits. She let out a SHRIEK when she laid eyes on IT

The assault rifle ended up under my stomach. Slowly, the ability to think returned. True, there were not much thoughts in my head.

Everything was clear. We were screwed. And it had been planned from the beginning.

But now the main question in my mind was how to get out of here. How long had I been unconscious? I turned on my side and tried to pull out the machine gun for about half an hour. The elephant tried to help me and the chopper flew right away.

Almost immediately made a circle and went northeast. Right. Flew to Hutton.

I finally got my gun out. We got to get out of here as fast as we can. As if they heard my words in the distance, a wolf howl, long and dreary.

The forest sanitation workers are coming. The elephant snorted. I did not share his amusement.

Nonsense. If anything, I’ve stayed at the camp. The walls are strong there.

The elephant said cheerfully. I don’t think so. They’ll come back.

Especially since they know you’re alive. Why do they need witnesses? I was going for the worst case scenario. Out of the woods.

There was the growing rumble of a helicopter engine. Above the tops of the pine trees, the wing propeller and the machine appeared. The helicopter swept over the clearing and went for a second circle.

In white coats, we were invisible from above, and it inspired hope. The helicopter showed itself again, and I saw a rocket break off from its console and rush downward, leaving a blue trail behind it. It hit right in the middle of the cabin.

There was a burst of flame, and then an explosion. We were covered in heat and hit by a blast wave. As if on cue, we dropped our heads into the snow as we came to our senses.

The rumble of the helicopter came from far away. Well, everything was finally cleaned up. I looked toward the cabin.

The cabin was burning. Clouds of blue smoke were rising above the taiga. A little later, the fuel tanks burst.

Those bitches. The elephant cursed. Yes, they were competently.

All the more reason to do so. After waiting about ten minutes and making sure the helicopter was finally gone, I got to my feet. I shook myself out of a decent amount of snow.

Get up. Let’s see if there’s anything left. I hung the automatic rifle on my chest and headed towards the bush.

Slightly afraid, putting the machine gun in front of me, I walked towards the huge campfire. Ahead still heavy. Forest.

Trees. Fears. Howling.

Snow dust was pulled by the sharp smell of burning. Inflamed wood resin. Rubber.

Something else rather synthetic. Ahead of them lay a few dead trees. The heat of the fire hit me in the face.

At the sight of the winter house a heap of burning logs. A rubble fence. I walked another fifty meters, gradually slowing my step.

I couldn’t get closer. I could not let the heat from the fire. The fire was still blazing in full force.

I stopped next to it. The elephant was breathing heavily. The situation was changing like in a kaleidoscope of actions of our enemies.

And these are definitely enemies impossible to guess. It would be good if they thought we were dead. But who can predict what the enemy is thinking? What do we do? The elephant, the life-loving one, has spoken.

We have to go. I pulled out a map. The nearest village is eighty kilometers away.

It’ll take two days to ski across the virgin land. And we have water all around us. I pointed to the snow.

But what about the wolves? Suddenly I felt the prickly stare again. My heart treacherously fluttered. Again we seemed to be being watched.

I looked at the elephant. Don’t you feel anything? My partner lifted his chin. As if there was something in the air uncertainly, he muttered.

We need to find the skis. I turned my head. And suddenly I saw what I should have seen immediately.

About one hundred and fifty meters away from the fire, a small helicopter stood by the forest itself. Of course, it could have been destroyed by the explosion. But it’s worth a try.

It’s a sin not to take such a chance. Especially the only one. I turned to the elephant.

But he was staring at something on the opposite side of the glade. Look, he said in a breathy voice. I put the binoculars to my eyes.

At the very edge of the forest. Without hiding. There stood a lone figure, resembling the human.

Exactly resembling a pair of neck with black hair, moving on two legs. It walked slowly in our direction. Instead of a human head, she had the head of a bear on her shoulders.

Or something like that. The beast walked slowly toward us, as if it realized we had nowhere to go. A cold dread began to creep into my soul.

My legs felt like absorbent cotton. And a foreign voice sounded in my head. There’s nowhere to go.

There was only death ahead. I looked at the elephant, who was silently staring at the approaching monster. Salida was coming out of his half-open mouth.

He’s a degenerate. From this thought, I came to my senses. Grabbed my partner by the collar of his jacket.

And dragged him to the helicopter. The helicopter was intact. I saw it from a distance.

What happened next was a poker game. Is there fuel in the tank? If so, how much? I kicked the elephant inside and climbed in myself. The elephant came to his senses and looked at me with a meaningful look.

He said, we need a silencer now. And pulled the bolt. Too bad the caliber is too small.

Well, sorry. No grenade launcher. I’ve been tinkering with the dashboard.

I’ve never seen a helicopter like this before. But all machines like this have the same controls. Give me the ignition key, and I’ll need one.

I took a quick look at the instruments. Everything familiar. All in all, no surprises.

Some things I’ve never seen before. On this model, I have not practiced. But all the improvements of the third degree.

Reading a prayer to myself. Reached for the right ones. The toggle switch started the engine.

The twin screws with the glowing gunpowder spinning at idle. Need to extend it at least a little. Looked at the fuel gauge.

Looks like there’s half a tank. Increased the revs. And the engine started howling and buckled up.

I yelled to the elephant. At that moment, right in front of my face came a glowing face. It was a strange, incredible creature.

Most of all, it looked like a monster from my nightmarish dreams. It resembled half bear, half monkey with a large head remotely resembling a bear’s. It was covered from its huge, angular head to its heels.

With gray-black fur that was not long, thick, and dense. V. At the open mouth, wetly knotted self and pianist saliva. Dense rows of even sharp-pointed fangs.

In the short fur, solidly cover the muzzle under the weary standing triangular ears. Burning with inhuman malice. Deep-set scarlet eyes with vertically-set yellow badges.

Its roar was audible even in the cockpit, despite the engine running. I lifted the car into the air. The helicopter pecked a few times.

Nodes wobbled, but obediently gained altitude. I looked down. The creatures were raging there, having lost their prey…