I was confused, and the baboon noticed this with lightning speed. He jumped at me with such force that the chair in which he was sitting flew off to the TV and smashed his screen. Everything happened so fast that I did not even have time to think about any kind of defense. This monster knocked me to the floor, and with my fanged jaw I began to violently nibble my left shoulder. Miraculously, I kept the shovel in my right hand and began methodically striking her directly at the shaggy baboon's head. After five or six blows, the baboon retreated into the darkness of the basement with screams. My shoulder was in pain. When I allowed myself a moment to look at the place of bites, I found that in some places my skin was literally torn off and warm blood ran down the body reaching the trousers.

I decided to retreat. The window through which I got here was far away, somewhere very close by this shaggy creature, I heard how angry he snorts and tries to go around me from behind. I took one of the burning stoves with me in the hope that it would help me not to get lost in the dark, and that this animal would scare me a little. I did not even have time to take a step, as my position became repeatedly deplorable - the clang of the lock in the metal door, the very door through which I unsuccessfully tried to enter the basement, thundered. The doors flew open, and a sound familiar to me earlier rang out on the concrete steps: plop, plop, plop!

I ran through the basement, the rage was replaced by cold horror. I noticed a movement on the side of the old fridge, it was the same baboon, he prepared an ambush for me and was ready to jump on me, but the burning primus stole by me violated his plans. Primus knocked on the door of the refrigerator, the flammable liquid contained in it poured in all directions, and the open fire turned everything around into a large fireball. Baboon fell from the refrigerator and disappeared into the darkness with a cry. This was my chance to escape, I realized that there was no better weapon than these primus cars here. In the direction of the sounds of approaching slap, I began methodically tossing burning primus stoves. Here they were like napalm bombs, instantly ignited upon impact and set fire to everything around them. Old junk was engaged in fire incredibly quickly, I realized that I created a catastrophic fire that would sweep away everything here, long before the arrival of the fire brigades. Forgetting about the shovel that I have the strength, I ran through the labyrinth of rubbish. From the flames of the fire here it became as light as a good light lamp. Moving deep into the basement, at every corner I saw Giga, sweaty with anger, and his bloodthirsty baboon.

Having safely reached the window through which I had entered the basement, a sound came to my ears, as in a furious panic the baboon screams, he fell into a fire bag from which there was no longer an exit. A baboon completely covered in hair flashed like a sulfur head match. But what I saw later struck me most. If in order to get from one side of the basement to the other, I had to sidestep the endless piles of junk, Giga, he moved directly, he with his huge hands scattered burning trash and carried like a locomotive in my direction. But then the wall of fire overtook him. The monster flared up and disappeared into raging flames. The noise of the fire was so strong that it drowned out any other sound, and I could no longer hear Giga throwing out trash in a rage trying to get to me.

I myself literally at the last moment managed to climb out through the window, and it even seemed to me that Giga somehow got to me and grabbed me by the foot, but it was not a powerful grip of a giant, but only a burning flame that reached my foot. I breathed too much smoke into myself, from which, right by the window of the basement, I fell to the ground and lost all conscious connection with the world.

I was revived by the disgusting smell of ammonia. I opened my eyes and saw Vika before me. She tried to bring me to her senses.There were other people behind Vika, but they all did not look at me, but to the side, where our house was burning against the background of the night.

“Kirill,” Vika addressed me, “what did you think it was Giga?”

I just nodded.

- You are an idiot. You disgust every nasty thing, such a good man ruined.

I stupidly looked at her trying to understand what she wanted to say.

- Vika, are you ok? - from the darkness suddenly appeared Gena. As if completely ignoring me lying on the ground. Without embarrassment and fear, he embraced Vika, - It was terrible, I thought that you did not have time to get out, how could I live further if anything happened to you ...