Two policemen slowly approached Elk Island Park.

- No, well, Zhen, well, you agree, this is some kind of crap! - one of them was indignant. - We are here for the second time! “Let the mounted police deal with this by day, and not here we are bullshit.”

- There are a lot of calls, it is not so easy! - Young partner thoughtfully responded.

- Yes, I'll call you on duty now, what a nonsense, maybe this is a hoax! Yesterday we were running during the day, today at night. Wait ka, schA I will type to Micah!

The first law enforcement officer stopped and lit a cigarette, dialing the number. Fat fingers shut the screen, pressing the desired numbers. Since Anatoly was not Caesar (smoking, talking and walking at the same time), the procession temporarily stopped. As often happens, there were two policemen in the crew: Anatoly Smirnov - a fat driver of thirty-four years old and his partner, twenty-eight, Yevgeny Dorokhov.

- Well, what is it? - Eugene asked when a colleague finished.

- Yes, some kind of crap, says different people called. And men and women, even two grandmothers were old.

- Strange ...

On this occasion, Eugene and Anatoly left yesterday at three in the afternoon. Then he received a call that the mummy was walking near the forest. And it would be fine if you could not give a damn about it, but once the call was made, it means you need to check. While the two employees were getting there, they registered another couple of challenges ... This time it was said about a huge bat and a knight in armor with a huge sword. The police strolled through the woods that day, but did not find anything. At this time, an eyewitness spoke of a skeleton on a horse ...

“Well, this is a complete mess, I tell you, this is not to call us, but these, as they are there ...” Anatoly hesitated.

- Exorcists? - prompted mate.

- Whom? !! - Where do you get such words from !? Well, they probably! Yes, only I understand everything here, a meeting of young people takes place in the forest, they are dressed up, and that's what scares the people. Naturally they got drunk and brawled, so maybe there are minors among them too? - dreamily asked Smirnov. - Here we will cover them and press them as they follow!

- Let's see, we have not found anyone yet! - Eugene smiled.

- Ehh, this is me, and we will not find here a damn thing. Smoking on the edge, but let's go. - This park is a real forest impenetrable, here only at night and roam on it.

The police stood at the track leaving in the dark depths of the forest and lit up. It was a hot June evening, and after the heat of the day, the air only cooled. From the side of the forest, the streams were cooler and the men turned in his direction, breathing in with a full breast and peering into the path that was running away.

- And what do you really throw? - Anatoly asked incredulously.

- Yes, I have a wife in the third month, I do not want to smoke next to her, and even more so when the child is born.

- Pf, yes such nonsense, I will see next to my loafer and nothing! - Smirnov growled with displeasure.

“Children easily imitate the habits of their parents,” the guy objected.

- Again you are clever, smart or what?

Zhenya didn’t answer anything; the last thing he wanted was to start a dispute, so he decided to just ignore the stupid question.

- Yes, you're wonderful as always, will you come with us on the weekend?

- No, I have a business with my wife.

- Of course, what can be the case when men have fishing? - Anatoly glanced with displeasure, glanced at his partner.

- If fishing is to get drunk on vodka, then I would rather spend time with my family.

“You are always like that, if not a man!” - To you, Olga, how is glued, and you can't even fuck her! And she is a woman visible, in your place I would have nagged her in both holes!

- I do not want to change.

- Well, sure, fool, such a woman! “If I had been,” began Smirnov, the usual barrel organ.

- Quiet! - exclaimed Eugene. “Look,” he pointed out with his finger at the asphalt path leading into the darkness of the forest.

Anatoly looked in that direction and was taken aback.A thin old man in blue sneakers and a long nightgown approached them. Gray hair and a wedge-shaped beard had not been combed for a long time, a sharp nose and insane eyes that looked at the policemen with empty eyes peered out from under the overgrown face. The old man was getting closer and closer, and the guys were able to see the rusty shackles on his hands, issuing an ominous tinkling.

- Hey, grandfather, where are you from such !? - Anatoly broke the silence.

The old man stopped and stared at the police. The partners looked at each other and slowly walked towards the strange man. But before they could even walk a few meters, the grandfather screamed and raised the shirt’s floors and ran into the forest. Eugene and his partner ran after him

- Yes, wait, you can help than - shouted Eugene in the trail running away grandfather.

- Stop, fuck, stop whoever say! Shouted Anatoly.

But the elderly man, despite his old age, very quickly ran. Already after five minutes of persecution, Eugene stopped and realized that he was not sure which direction the old man had run. His teammate and a trace of a cold, apparently extremely athletic Anatoly, was left far behind. Dorokhov looked around and lit a cigarette. What is the probability that he will find this grandfather in the forest? But the reluctance to surrender drove him on and dokuriv, the guy moved in the direction, which supposedly could escape the old man. He stubbornly walked forward until he saw in front the silhouette of a girl with a dog. “Great!” He thought, maybe she knows. But when the stranger began to approach, Dorokhova threw in a sweat ... She had better not ask anything! The girl was dressed in a magnificent ball gown, and a dagger protruded from her neck. "What is it, what is it !!?" - the guy turned away, afraid to look at her face. His heart was pounding wildly, and he stubbornly went forward, feeling how with every second they came closer and closer to each other. Eugene tried not to look at her, he was afraid to see her face like fire. And so they reached one, he peeked in her direction and regretted it. Fanged creature half the height of the girl slapped powerful paws on the track. The monster turned its mouth and a single yellow eye, located in the center of the muzzle, measured the policeman's gaze. The jaws clattered monotonously, exposing a row of long fangs. Dorokhov turned away and went forward. He wanted to forget this couple, to forget that putrid stench coming from them. It was the smell of death and decay ...

It is not known how long Eugene carried numb legs. After going a long distance, the guy allowed himself to turn around, but there was no one behind. The policeman crashed to the ground under a nearby tree. Leaning on the trunk and lighting up, the guy tried to recover and appease his chills. Intuition told him to escape from here. Here devilry is going on! While he was trying to recover and collect his thoughts, a new character was walking along the way. A tall thin man in extremely unusual clothes. Black robe with red sleeves and a belt on his shoulders had sharp protrusions. His black cloak had a red lining inside. And the black turban with red stripes on the sides in the center was inlaid with ruby ​​and scarlet feather. The face of the stranger was very elongated and resembled dried fruit. The humped nose, goat beard and other facial features gave it a resemblance to an Arab sheikh. Eugene peered at the stranger, trying to see him in the moonlight. What is the strangest thing, somewhere the guy has already seen this person, but here, for the life of me, could not remember ... So an unknown Arab passed along the road ...

Eugene got up and gathered his courage into a fist. He is a policeman, so he has to do at least something! The guy went further along the road. With each step, he returned to his former determination and confidence. "It can not be that this was not a normal explanation!" - he reassured himself. Although Zhenya understood that perhaps going no further was not the best solution, but stubbornness and curiosity drove him forward.

With a new turn of the track Eugene collided with a hare.Everything would be nothing, but the beast was more than a meter in length and was pink in color ....