from this, the blow only strongly threw it on the door of the car. Knocking back on the metal with the head, Nastya ceased to clearly perceive reality. Through the pain and troubled mind, she heard Micah’s voice asking Arthur what he had done. Immediately he answered a voice: "In the river this whore ..."

She was dragged somewhere, then overrun. Then there was a short flight, a flash of pain in the whole body - it seemed that she had broken something. It turned out that it was not dropped into the river, but dropped onto a granite landing platform down to the water, which is used as a pier for boats and boats. It smelled of garbage and rotten water, which was splashing, somewhere at the level of the ankle. And now, lying on her side, Nastya, inhaling the air, sucked in the dirty water, and as she exhaled, started blowing bubbles on the water. The wound on the shoulder hurt and burned a wound under the left breast, from which a wave of heat spread throughout the body, and from which it was so good ... The water continued to sway from its fall, and these waves rocked it like a cradle distant childhood, when she was on the shore of the Black Sea, lay in the shallow water, enjoying the warm sun and playing the warm waves. Now she did not feel pain, wanted to sleep, and she relaxed, remembering her childhood and the sea ... She even heard the cries of seagulls and the noise of the oncoming waves, even the smell of sea water tickled her nose ... Nastya felt herself falling somewhere and falling, but slowly as in a dream! How in a dream? Yes, this is a dream! A deathbed dream ... Another wave shook her head, and Nastya drank some sea water. Reflexively jerking, she crouched and opened her eyes. It was dark, the water flowing from the hair impaired visibility, but right before my eyes could see the sand and shells! Then a wave poured her again and, running away, dragged her along. Now the sand crunched on his teeth. The wave slightly wound it and released. Nastya got up, throwing back her hair, and wiping the water, she saw a sandy beach, illuminated by the light of the moon. Turning around, she saw an increasing wave and a huge water (sea?) Space, on the surface of which the caps of large waves were white ...

Part two.

Nastya turned around and ran away from the sea. Feet ankle buried in the wet sand. A wave fell from behind, the legs immediately sank to the middle of the leg, it became very difficult to move around, it was necessary to rip out the legs as if from a quagmire. The waves rolled over again and again, but when the girl moved a few meters away from the sea, the waves only slightly interfered with the escape from the approaching thunderstorms. And the fact that the thunderstorm was approaching did not have to be a weather forecaster. Lightning flashed over the horizon, thunder thundered and the clouds were rapidly approaching the full moon. Glancing at the sky, Nastya saw four more moons of different colors! It was almost as light as day. "Can not be! This is not ... not my world! Klass! ”On the shore, Nastya was obsalyutno naked. Seeing in the distance the wall of the forest, I decided to go there. There were no signs of human habitation around, although the strip of the beach was strewn with some wooden fragments, obviously of artificial origin. Painfully the correct form they had.

After examining herself, I found my piercing and tattoo in the same places where I had come to death from which I concluded that not only I, but also my body had fallen into another world. It started to rain. After the sea water was cold, and when it poured, as if from a bucket, it became completely unbearable. And the girl hurried to the edge of the forest, there at least it was possible to hide from the rain. While getting to the forest, Nastya split her legs several times, so much so that she even fell on the sand. Reaching the trees, she quickly hid under some pine tree, but with old needles. Here was the scent of moss and roses. She was pleasantly surprised. Having been afraid to go deep into the forest, Nastya went at random, along the edge to the right. It didn't matter where to go. A strong wind blew.To expel the cold from the stiff muscles, Nastya ran, but quickly exhaled, but warmed up a little. While breathing was restored, it got dark so much that the dead one stopped seeing beyond three meters. Glancing toward the sea, she was struck by huge waves storming the coast with a noise comparable to the thunder of thunder. Lightning flashed more often. Nastya was already pounding a strong shiver. "So you can catch inflammation of the lungs ... I need shelter" Stopping, looked around and saw flashes of fire. Without delay, Nastya quickly went there, she was obsalyutno care about who was there, and how he would react to a naked girl. For her, there was only a fire, near which you can dry out and warm up.

She broke through the bushes, instead of just going around them. Finally, Nastya broke through the bushes with sharp branches, and went out into the clearing in the middle of which a fire was burning. From the fire, towards, rose creature. Yes, exactly, “being”! It was human-like, a kind of cross between a wolf (or a shepherd dog?) And a man. Lean, taller than Nastya on the head, covered with short black fur. From the knees, legs pure doggy, bushy tail, like a shepherd. Almost not dressed, only in a piece of cloth wrapped around the loins. The hands, from the wrist to the elbow, are bandaged with the same gray cloth. The forearms of both hands, in the area of ​​the biceps, are decorated with beaded baubles with feathers. A ringlet is inserted into the left nipple, a chain with an amulet is hanging on the neck. A face ... although not. In animals, the muzzle, so this muzzle. Canine. Or a wolf? In general, instead of his head, he has an elongated muzzle of an animal resembling a shepherd, pointed ears. And eyes. His eyes are something beautiful. Amber-yellow, in them so much intelligence and concentration splashes that is breathtaking. And he has a terrific look. Almost blinking, piercing like retgenn beams. Sexy look. Nastya wanted to take off her panties under this look, but she was already completely naked.

There was a dumb scene in the style of "auditor". Nastya did not move, amazed at such an incredible spectacle. After some time, he came to himself and spoke. It was strange, he definitely spoke in another language, barking-roaring, but nevertheless the girl understood him, as if someone was whispering a translation:

- Where are you from? What happened to you? - he led his paws in front of him, delineating her figure, - Why no clothes? People are freezing without artificial fur.

For some time, Anya was in a stupor. Did she not know whether to tell him the truth that she was from another world or to lie? Believe the truth? But he immediately see through a lie, just catching it on not knowing the world around it. Under his gaze did not want to lie, I wanted to obey him so that he would protect and protect. The skin went goosebumps. Taking herself in hand, Nastya told him that she was born in another world, after death she was already in it.

He listened carefully and invited to the fire. Anya timidly approached, covering her vagina with her palm, and her hand over her chest. He, with a very serious air, offered a hand so that she sat down leaning on him. Slowly, Nastya accepted his offer. The fur on his leg was pleasant to the touch, and his muscles were stiff. She sat in a lotus position (practiced yoga), not because of convenience, but to make an impression. Stretched her arms to the fire. The Wolfman threw wood and brushwood, after which he sat with his back to Nastya and his face in a dark forest. The rain poured down in buckets, but the thick crowns of tall trees let only the spray of water to the ground, evaporated from the heat of the fire not reaching its skin. The stormy wind bent the trees. Lightning flashed. A second later, deafening thunder rumbled. Nastya flinched strongly, but did not cry out. After a short silence she asked:

- What is your name? - he flinched and squinted over his shoulder said:

- There is no habit among the people to ask the names of ashhulay.

- I'm from another world! There are no nations at all except people! And it is considered impolite for us not to ask the names ... of those who helped. Unselfish. So, what's your name? And who are these ... ash ... sorry, I did not remember.- Wolfman turned and stared with his piercing eyes. She warmed between her legs. “What do I want this animal !?” - a thought flashed through the girl’s head. She was confused. After a moment, he said: