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THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 88
Everyone was preparing for a trip to the Circus, as for some special event. Kenny squealed that he had to "show off" at the Center, and was furious at the sight of Jenny's favorite wide leg jeans. Even the words of the girl that she needed comfort, and not a pretentious cover, did not calm him down. He briefly changed his anger for mercy at the sight of a delicate silk top, opening and emphasizing the swan neck, chiseled shoulders and graceful figure of the girl. It's amazing how this embodiment of tenderness was found in the wardrobe of Jenny, who puts on skirts purely for role-playing games. An even bigger mystery was how it surprisingly combined with the girl's rough jeans and unfeminine boots."Woman, you're killing me!" I want everything to be beautiful! he howled like a restless ghost until Trisha and Sarah kicked him out of Jenny's room.- To listen to him, so we are not going to the Circus of Freaks, but to the Palace of Versailles! Trisha rolled her eyes, moving her hairbrush
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 89
“You know, it’s better to remove the masks from all your loved ones before their true face hurts you!” These are the words of the Masked Man,” the guy remarked philosophically, becoming unexpectedly serious. “Patrick and Michael disappointed, but you girls and Andy pleased. I wanted to see you today in order to understand: what are you like without these false images of good neighbors and sympathetic colleagues. Here in the game you are the True Villain, but here you showed that you are whole inside!- Like a hazelnut? she said skeptically. “Forgive me, but even though I please you with my rejection, I cannot return. You go and watch the show, and I will suffer in the air. I'd rather stand under the stars!- In vain, for dessert there will be the last word of the Man in the Mask, he gives such food for the mind that for the first time I did not even notice how I reached the house. Thoughts did not let go for a second, - Kenny admitted, - about himself, about how we manage our lives. W
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 90
The girl's mind raced through images of people whose behavior had offended her. Faces. Lots of new faces. People she thought were friends because of the scenario imposed by the City. But still inside the "Jenny" Alice sat and waited in the wings. A kiss on the hand when meeting helped to reveal that a mark appeared on the girl’s palm.« A witch imprinted with the City, who has forgotten herself! An interesting castling, but the game is not over! the Man thought rapaciously, assessing his tactical advantage over the Tea Witch and her coven. “ The city didn’t just start behaving against Claudia’s orders for a reason. He obeyed another witch. Mine! »- You have interesting answers, dear Jenny, but I did not see your face at the speech ..."Devil, so big-eyed or what?" she thought with annoyance, oppressed by conflicting feelings.The Man in the Mask, the Circus itself, the performance of weirdos, nightmares and a certain feeling of “wrongness” of everything that happens to her seemed to
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 91
“Woman, what are you doing?! What kind of night waltz was just that? - Jenny mentally asked herself in Kenny's voice, heading out of the tent towards the exit from the territory.Their conversation was very strange. Feeling like a butterfly in the arms of a tarantula, she herself voluntarily scheduled the next meeting for Friday. A date she won't miss! This unusual communication disturbed her too much.Behind her thoughts, she did not notice how a granite bench appeared before her eyes, on which, in the spirit of old romantic melodramas, Andy and Trisha were kissing. Barely holding back a burst of laughter, Jenny darted behind the nearest column with posters of performing artists. I didn't want to ruin the romantic moment. Perhaps the couple has just started kissing. But the girl could not resist the victorious fist thrown into the sky."Brother well done! I hope things work out for him and Trisha!” she joyfully danced in place, under the influence of pure childish delight.The import
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 92
I try to lie down and not move. Warm rays glide across the skin. Sun? They warm me up. I'm pleased. A light breeze causes goose bumps. I wince a little. But I breathe deeply. The light blinds my eyes, and I try to cover them with my hand. But the hands do not obey. They just lie like two sleepy boas. Beautiful purple flowers grow from my body. Their dense, fleshy leaves reach for the light and transfer the absorbed energy to me. They feel the vibrations of the wind, tickling. From bees and butterflies? They duck painfully against strong gusts of wind, making me hiss. Painfully.But here he comes. The warm light is still there. I don't see a face. Just a dark figure. He kneels in front of me. His hot hands first run over my skin from shoulder to hip. Forced to relax. Soothe. I involuntarily succumb to this caress."You need to wake up, dear Alice!"He roughly grabs one of the flowers to the very root.Jerk. I scream in surprise. The flower is torn from my body. Thick red blood flows do
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 93
- Run, daughter! shouted old Peter, who had managed to go around the cinema to enter through the visitor's entrance and rush to the aid of a girl in need.On his side, there was only the suddenness and obsession of the guard with a fragile worker, because of which he initially reacted poorly to external stimuli. But as soon as the target slipped out of his hands, all the fighting frenzy fell upon the old man. How much does it take for a wizened, albeit vigorous, old man to fall on the icy floor of the basement and be unable to get up? Just a few heavy blows with a club, echoing through the corridors with the terrible sound of a solid object colliding with fragile human flesh. Peter held on bravely and with heroic tenacity tried to delay the madman in order to give the girl a better chance to escape. Under a hail of blows, feeling how the sounds begin to dissolve into an indistinct noise with a dark veil falling over his eyes, he no longer counted on his own salvation."Save yourself,
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 94
Outwardly, the man did not react in any way to the intrusion into the holy of holies of the Circus, although he no doubt noticed the guest. Entering the tent, Fox found him doing his traditional job - the creation of a new mask. Painstaking, careful and unhurried work. Despite the intimidating purpose of his products, the Director never stooped to making the mask bearable. Only compliance with the ideal set by him, no less. Uncompromising perfectionism. The sound of the footsteps of heavy boots still made him look away from his work and turn to the visitor.Like Jozzie, the Director saw Jenny in front of him. He met the girl in his “armor”, with an unchanged mask that hides her face, although without a cloak that interferes with working with new masks. In the eyes, not hidden by a mask, confusion was clearly read. He didn't expect to see Jenny so soon, and certainly not at night. From the sight of a Man, so close, so dear, emerald eyes involuntarily filled with tears.Eyes the color o
THE MYSTERY CITY CHAPTER 95
What options did I have? said Alice, blushing with shame. “In a day or two I would have been taken away by Them or eaten by the monsters of Brantford…”- Continue! - the imperious voice stopped attempts to justify herself, and the girl, mentally shrinking, obediently continued to recall unpleasant events.“I was attacked by a witch hunter in a cave. Today's guard. Then we defeated him with a stone, but he overturned the bowl, and everything spilled out, - nervously tapping her leg with her fist, the girl continued, timid from the Director's commanding tone, - time was running out, and I took a chance. She gave the mist her poison from Them and her blood. I thought that the City would restore order, and I could return to the Circus. But he… swallowed me up.“And he fulfilled my wish of almost a year ago. Live a normal life with friends and have Charlie around."The man looked at Alice for a long time. From his studying look, the girl cringed, trying to understand what the Dark Lord was