Chapter 4
January 20, 2026 at 8:12 AM
Waited for the continuation? Get it! Enjoy reading!
How did the running end, do you remember? I'll remind you, don't be alarmed!
But first... I'll say a few words about Sam Winchester. He's fine: sitting in a chair with a huge packet of popcorn, waiting for the film to continue.
Lucifer, imposingly settled in the chair opposite, pressed the button and the viewing resumed from the spot...
- STO-OITE! - the guy shouted loudly, turning to the pursuers and putting his hands in front of him. The cannibals running in front got scared and stopped abruptly, staring at the victim in shock. Others flew into them and turned out to be a lot of small.
- Well, what moron guessed to stop without warning?! - the man-man mothershinnik gave his voice.
- HE stopped us! - the first two paws pointed at the culprit. He did it!
- Well, that's it, guy, fucked you! - getting out from under the heap, the cannibal moved on the victim.
The youngster pulled the door - the infection does not open! Then someone's hand fell on the shoulder of the unfortunate guy. He shuddered and slowly turned to the angry man.
"Not unlocked?" he angrily quipped.
- No... 'the guy replied almost in a whisper, continuing to study the creature in fright.
The cannibal grinned brutally and looked back - the rest of the creatures got out from under each other and stood a little further away, ready to divide the prey equally. Then he turned his hungry gaze back to the guy and licked his lips.
- So! Hurry up! - pushed the young man aside the cannibal and approached the door.
He twisted his pen, looked at his colleagues, thought about something...
"Haven't you tried to open it on your own?" a cannibal threw the boy from the spot. He invited him to try to open the door, the guy pushed it away from him - it opened! Hooray! The guy rejoiced with joy, until one of the runners drew the attention of the one who was happy with himself:
- Of course I understand everything, but! - the cannibal paused a little, - When will we eat this insolent?!
"When you catch up!" the youth chuckled, showed his tongue and quickly disappeared behind the door.
- Into the goat, huh?! Look at him!
The cannibals were not so stupid and remained waiting outside the door.
Five minutes later, a guy came out frowning like a cloud, closed the door behind him.
- What's wrong with you?! - the creatures asked in chorus.
Havchik hesitated, not knowing what to answer.
- What happened?! Tell me! - one of them could not stand it.
- There... some strange unit stands, incomprehensible purpose. What should be done with it?
The main cannibal, the one who swore, confidently approached the door leaf, opened... In general, in the middle of the room there was a device similar to a densitometry apparatus. White. (note from the Author: there really is such a device, heavy, if you move it somewhere. In this fan fiction, it plays the role of saving)
"And what? Did you even check him?
- No.
- So go turn it on, what do you slow down?
The guy fell into a stupor.
"Why turn it on?"
- To be preserved, idiot!
- WHAT???
- Woo-woo! Idio-oh-ot! - the cannibals howled in chorus.
It was necessary for the main creature to briefly explain to the nonsense why it is necessary to preserve and how the technique works.
I will also explain to you. To save, you need to press on the device, on the side, on a special button and while the device turns on, lie on the couch so that the device scans you and saves you, so to speak.
Khavchik understood everything, sank to persist. A minute later he looked out and stared in surprise at the creatures, diligently crowding their claws against the wall. They snorted at him and licked their lips.
"What alarmed you, Havchik?" asked the chief cannibal.
- Why is it me - Havchik?! - the guy said offended.
"Because you didn't tell us your name. - the chief smiled, exposing terrible teeth. It looked creepy, to be honest. - Introduce yourself to us, Havchik!
"My name is Fenritz Draze. the young man introduced himself.
-there now. Now we know the name of the dinner, which is already not bad. Really, friends?
They supported the chief with a deafening roar.
The chief continued:
"What's wrong with you, Fenritz Draze?"
- Reb... cannibals, please tell me, you have no extra coins???
The creatures looked at each other, and the main one rounded the hollows.
- What other coins?!
- Well, such... round, small. The device refuses to work without them!
The chief sighed. I found some round in the darkness and gave it to the kid.
Another attempt by Fenritz to persist. Unsuccessful.
- Well, what else?! - nervously issued the main.
- Is there a film?
to be continued…