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PROLOGUE

- What do you think it is? Asked Bonnie Gray, looking suspiciously at the strange-looking wooden object lying on the table. Even now, when curiosity tormented her, she kept in her tone arrogance towards Sam.

The young man straightened his glasses and sat down in a chair.

“I have no idea,” he answered honestly. “Found this thing in the basement last week.” We only moved to this house a month ago. What is just not left from past owners.

“And why did you bring this here?”

Sam glanced at the girl sitting opposite him. Damn it to tell Bonnie about the strange wooden thing. She was always cold with him. The guy could not even imagine that he would once be sitting at the same table with her - they were too different.

Sam is a real stereotypical nerd. Yes, his IQ is in any case higher than that of most of his peers, but at the same time the young man was a skinny, physically weak and far from the most popular guy in school. It is hard to gain respect when you are head and shoulders below any girl in the class and is not able to stand up for yourself.

Bonnie is a different matter. She always spun in the company of cool guys, how much Sam remembered her. He was repelled by her audacity, rude behavior and stupidity, but at the same time, like any young boy in the period of spermotoxicosis, he found the girl very pretty. He was not embarrassed even by the fact that Bonnie loved short haircuts and actually had no breasts. But she had a beautiful elastic ass, slender smooth legs and beautiful heavenly-colored eyes. Probably the reason for her bad temper was that Bonnie's father was a big drinker, so the situation in the girl’s family was not the most pleasant.

Previously, Sam would have been afraid to talk to her, but now, by fate, she was sitting at his home at a distance of just a couple of feet and talking to him. All of this is the initiative of Director Hawley, who has found it right to punish Sam to pull Bonnie up in school. Not that she herself wanted this, but when she was threatened with expulsion from school, the girl had no choice. No one wants to be left behind on the eve of the final exams.

“I thought it would be nice to take a break from studying for a while,” Sam said uncertainly, looking now at the board, now at Bonnie sitting in the chair. - We have been engaged for two hours.

The girl sighed wearily.

“Listen, Sam,” she said, looking at the wall clock. - Understand me correctly, I come here and work with you just because I have no choice. But I have a lot of other more important things, so I would like to quickly deal with everything and leave, oh, "Kei?"

Other business? Probably again some kind of get-together by guys from the football team. Isn't it for the sake of this that she dressed in a short top, which opened the view on her flat tummy and tiny denim shorts, so tightly fitting her ass.

However, Sam nodded understandingly.

- I just wanted to...

“Let's get this over with,” she said.

With a depressed look, the young man picked up the item from the table and was about to carry it back to his room, when he suddenly stumbled and fell to the floor.

“This is still not enough. Why do I always get into such shameful situations? ”

Turning purple with shame, Sam hurried to his feet. He expected Bonnie to laugh at him, but when he turned around, he saw that she was not looking at him at all, but at the wooden thing lying on the floor.

“What the fuck is this?” The girl asked.

The young man followed her gaze and stared at the subject. The seemingly monolithic wooden plank opened like a book. Sam approached and saw that on its inside a chain of small cells engraved, numbered from 1 to 69, was engraved. Nearby were small wooden figures resembling chess pawns, a pair of dice and several other small boards that probably fell out from the inside.

- Strange. - Sam scratched his head.- I tried to open it earlier, but it didn’t work out for me.

He picked up the board and the objects that fell out of it and laid it back on the table. Bonnie immediately leaned forward, interested in the discovery.

“Looks like some kind of board game,” she handed down the verdict. - Very old, apparently.

“Yes, only I see no rules,” Sam said thoughtfully.

- What do you think this is, cudgel? - Bonnie pointed a finger at one of the small plates, and the young man was surprised to find that it is dotted with rows of small letters. He was ready to swear that when he raised her from the floor, she was clean.

Sam took the tablet in his hands and began to read:

“Listen to me, mortal, because, having opened the board, there is no other way. The time has come to play a game that was created by the goddess of Passion and Love - Eneda, ... "

“I didn’t hear about such goddesses,” Bonnie said incredulously. “Is he from Roman mythology?” Or from the Greek?

The young man shook his head and continued:

“... the goddess of Passion and Love - Enyoda, whose name is consigned to oblivion by people. But time is numbered, and if you do not finish the con before dusk, then you will be put to trial by demons. Remember a friend back will not be. Having played at least once you come back you are already different. And the one who can overcome the souls of doubts, and the hard way to go through the games to the end, he will gain all that he deserves, Eneda will be rewarded. ”

“I haven’t heard any more delirium in my life,” the girl grinned and leaned back in her chair. - Who lived in this house before you?

“An old archaeologist with his family,” Sam remembered. - There are still many old pieces in the basement. I do not understand why he left it all here.

- So, it says there that if we don’t finish the game before the end of the day, then the demons will punish us?

- Yeah, but at the end it is said that each of the participants in the game should put a hand on the board.

- Why is that? - Bonnie raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Sam shrugged.

“I think I'd better take it,” he said. “I don't want to delay you.”

The young man was about to get up, but the girl suddenly stopped him.

- Wait a minute! She looked intently at the board. “Aren't you curious?”

- This is just a boring old board game. And there is no Eneda in mythology. Someone made it up for interest.

- It is understandable. But don't you want to try playing it once? - Her eyes sparkled.

What kind of bee stung her? A couple of minutes ago, Bonnie was sick of Sam's company, and she wanted to get out of here quickly, and now she herself offers to linger a bit to play a stupid game?

“Well, if only once,” the guy agreed.

It seems that this answer has pleased the girl. Without thinking twice, she stretched out her hand and laid it on the surface of the board. It seemed senseless to him, but Sam, as if accepting the established rules, followed suit. They froze, looking at each other, then at their brushes, located on a wooden surface. It took about ten seconds before Sam finally said:

- It was stupid to think that something will happen. Most likely something is missing here ...

- Sam! Bonnie’s wide-eyed eyes stared at one of the plates on the table. - Look!

And he looked.

Sam's eyes went over his forehead, when the young man saw distinct black letters suddenly appearing on the empty, smooth surface of the plank lying on the side, forming words, and then sentences.

“It can't be,” he breathed. - It does not happen ...

KOH FIRST

With a trembling hand, Sam picked up a small rectangular object from the table and held it up to his eyes.

- This is a tree, damn it! Not some kind of sensor! These letters are supposedly burned out.

“Read what's written there already,” Bonnie impatiently asked.

The young man cleared his throat and began:

Two players are clean as a white sheet.
Young lady and boy, that life did not know.
Are you ready to tempt fate?
Take in the hands of the ancient tablets.

At the beginning of the horse lay two figures
What will be part of each of you.
Let Sam roll the dice ...

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