«Distorted Reality»

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«…The damp foliage gently swayed in the wind, slowly shaking off the raindrops that snugly fit on them. The milky-white full moon appeared and then disappeared behind dark clouds, alternately illuminating streets and roads. There was not a soul on the street, only crickets were quietly chattering. And this peaceful silence was suddenly broken by the loud clatter of heels. A silhouette with a small child in his arms burst into the darkness of the park. He was a very young man, with black curls and dark eyes. He was wearing ordinary clothes, except for a bright and expensive brooch sparkling near his heart. Rushing into the depths of the park and constantly looking around, the man tried to calm the crying and screaming child. Stopping abruptly near a sapling of a tree that was in the grove, and putting the child next to him, after a short shortness of breath, the man sat down opposite the boy, quietly whispering in a gentle voice: — It’s okay, honey, soon you’ll forget this horror… And smiling slightly, he put his hands on the boy’s shoulders…»

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— Malory, — someone was shaking the teenager by the shoulders, — Malory, wake up, — the shaking became more insistent and the voice became tougher, — Lindgren! Wake up immediately, you idiot! Lessons are over long ago! The guy opened his brown eyes and looked at the man behind him. It was an omega with a stern face in a pantsuit that stood over him, and examined him with reproach and obvious contempt. Rubbing his eyes, Malory lowered his head and said softly: — Sorry to bother you. Thanks for waking me up. The teenager got up and headed for the exit, thinking to himself: “This goes beyond all bounds, I slept until six in the evening. This is a clear indicator of nervousness before exams. Lack of sleep, absent-mindedness and forgetfulness. It is necessary to look for ways of treatment.” The teenager slipped out of the office, at this time an arrogant and arrogant smile was spreading on the face of the young teacher. A very smart and promising omega in theory, he was extremely ugly and cold, and also having strong sociopathic habits, was always an indicator of how much the teacher himself surpassed him in everything, especially Alex Smith was pleased, where from the shadows, and where openly to mock a teenager, especially on those days when the mood was below the baseboard. When Alex first came to work here, and saw this guy who didn’t pay attention to the world around him and people, Smith immediately realized that he was a typical outcast and nerd, but oddly enough, no one bullied or offended him, although local teenagers carried out similar things over similar people. When he asked: “Why?”, he was secretly told that when there were such attempts, this boy’s dad, where he spoke, where he did, something that the bullies fell silent and tried not to even look in Malory’s direction. Smiling again, Mr. Smith went to the window and looked out. The figure of a short guy slipped out of the school building pretty quickly, and went in the direction of the bus stop. The man also wanted to leave, but then he noticed something. From an industrial area fenced with a high fence, someone climbed over and began to walk around the school grounds with a slow gait, jumping a little on the third step. Having walked around the courtyard 4 times, the silhouette stopped exactly in front of the window near which Alex was standing, looking at this and looked up. In the moonlight, almost nothing was visible, except for two emerald eyes that looked straight into the eyes of the surprised omega. A cold wind blew sharply and the man nervously turned around at the unexpectedly opened door, swallowing sticky saliva, he went to it and closed it. Smith smiled weakly in the night, and imagining how to recoup tomorrow for the forced delay at work on the ugly omega, and turned to the window. The man screamed and sank to the floor. Someone was sitting on the windowsill. It was a tall man in a white shirt and black pants. Smiling, the man said through laughter: — Ha-ha. Mr. Smith, would you like to talk about that nice guy who left school a few minutes earlier? Could you tell me how can I get more details? Huh.

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