Мафия 7. The Dark Age

Chapter Three. The Circle Narrows.

“Someday everything will be as it was before. There won’t be this devastation, hunger, despair on the faces of the destitute – we will once again enjoy the sun, and rejoice in life, not just in existing!” - an old gray-haired grandfather muttered to his grandson as they walked along the broken pavement. Neither of them knew why they had gone for a walk so early in the morning, nor what the point was in walking through ruins that were barely visible due to the thick darkness remaining from the night. In addition, there was no electricity in this area, which further heightened the atmosphere. But they continued forward, illuminating their path with an old lantern, which looked like a guiding star from afar. They walked until suddenly they stumbled upon a body lying in a puddle of its own blood…
The poor fellow was in bad shape, even though someone had successfully treated his wounds. Revan had been lying here all night, under the windows of a rich house belonging to Amko, and the owner probably didn't even know about it. When the grandfather asked Revan what had happened during the night, he pointed weakly towards the roof of a neighboring building, then lost consciousness.


-You see what he did! Some scoundrel broke into my house and rummaged around while I was sleeping!- exclaimed Kash to one of the police officers, recounting the events of the previous night.
-And you didn’t notice anything unusual?- the inspector asked in a calm and somewhat indifferent voice.
-Unusual!? - Kash snapped,- some creep robbed my house! Is that normal for you?!
-Try to calm down and focus, please. Maybe you heard or saw something?
-I’m telling you, I was asleep!!! I was awakened by... wait a minute... I was awakened by a knock on the door! Some guy wanted to sell me something... He was probably mocking me at that moment!! A jerk…
-Okay, let’s skip the expressive descriptions. Just describe him.
-Well, I don’t know,- Kash shrugged,- I didn’t really remember him. It was in the middle of the night…
-I understand,- the inspector said dryly.

Now we return to Neira Drake. In addition to her old wounds, she now had a couple more bruises and scrapes, and with her fierce gaze, she could incinerate anyone right now. This state was quite understandable: during the night, someone broke into her home again, just as rudely as before. As last time. She had only just begun to restore her dwelling… Although this time they did not make a mess – they simply tormented Neira Drake with their stupid questions all night long and did not let her leave.
-May you burn in Hell!- Neira growled into the emptiness, continuing to clean up her house.


Still alive:
2 Amko
3 Gur
4 Revan
5 Lu41k
6 Drnik
8 Kash
9 Ta Kotoraya...
10 Arandor
11 WisTrit
12 Hermit
14 Neira Drake
15 KostyaN
16 WhiteLizard

Dead:
1 Siverfale
7 Kyle
13 Magnus
17 Ple-Sen

"I hate this job! What’s the point of it?! Everyone just complains and yells! They don't even believe in success, but they still call and complain!" - grumbled the inspector as he returned home after another difficult morning.