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Some time passed.
“Sunny is a great name,” the girl thought to herself, recalling the morning she spent in one of the hotels, when the gentle sun caressed her skin. However, choosing a name occupied the smallest part of her thoughts; now, as in the “first day,” she walked along the night street, still cautiously looking at people, trying not to catch their eye. She had no money, no place to live. She was tormented by a headache caused by insomnia, and her stomach was digesting itself due to the lack of food for a long time. “Was it worth it?” the thought flashed through her mind again.
Making her way through the darkness of the city streets, she reached her destination – it was an old, abandoned building of the Golden Persimmon, where the competition of the same name was once held. She entered through the back entrance. The building still had electricity, but most of the light bulbs either didn't work or had been looted by marauders, as had much else. She needed one of the rooms that “she” used to use when she needed to relax or just be alone. She turned the handle and pulled, but the door didn't open. The door lock had not yet been broken, which meant that the contents of the room were still intact. The girl sighed with relief, and then approached one of the walls and, pressing her finger into one of its sections, made a small hole in the wall, from which she pulled out a key. The key was to that very room with the devilish number “666.” Revana is never around when she is so needed... But never mind, she went inside and closed the door with the same key, fearing that someone else might get in here.
There was everything she needed now – a soft sofa and a refrigerator, in which there was still food that was edible.
After a good dinner, she realized that the desire to sleep had vanished, and she decided to distract herself from bad thoughts. To her surprise, lately she had become very emotional. On one of the shelves were many discs with various video recordings. Her choice fell on “GP 2009; Memories of the Past.” Settling comfortably on the sofa, she turned on the home theater and started watching.
On a black background, pompous music began to play...
“Heroes World™
...
Weskerland Entertainment
...
PRESENT
...
Golden Persimmon
...
Room 666;
Wesker sat in a leather armchair opposite the home theater, relaxed, watching some movie, sipping green tea and snacking on it with milk chocolate with whole nuts. He was wearing glasses, behind which was a cold, calculating gaze. He didn't take them off even when watching any movie.
The organizer didn't like being disturbed, but since the final preparations were underway, he couldn't afford to close the doors, as he liked to do, and simply ignore the outside world. In fact, this is why the competition was delayed by a year. Someone knocked on the door, and then entered the room. It was one of the workers who were completing the repairs and preparing the building for the competition.
- What do you want? I hope it's something important, because I'm damn busy. - Wesker's glasses flashed and, naturally, instilled horror and fear in the man.
- S-sir, I have an exclusive for you!
- Huh? – the worker handed the disc to the organizer. It was a regular CD-R. – Oh, damn it, couldn't you buy a normal, LICENSED disc? What is this?
The worker was embarrassed – Crystal's Golden Hole!
- Huh? Just play it.
The screen of the home theater lit up and the movie started.
The plot: in an ordinary fantasy world, there was an ordinary fantasy morning: fantasy birds sang their fantasy songs, fantasy rays of light illuminated the fantasy forest, through which a fantasy elf was walking. The girl was incredibly beautiful, as befits a fantasy girl.
Walking through the forest, she stumbled upon a grotto, and, to her good or bad luck, she entered it. Immediately, she was surrounded by bandits. The leader came out to her and introduced himself as Eordel Eekreftaine.
The fantasy elf Eordel Eekreftaine was very fantasy.
The men, led by the leader, rushed at the girl like animals, crossing the line of article 131 of the criminal code...
By this time, a considerable number of viewers had gathered in room “666,” who could not tear themselves away from the spectacular film. Among them were also Arandor, Loken, Hostor and Aziral. As well as Verwolka, who turned to the organizer:
- Mr. Wesker, is this by any chance the girl I recently saw you with at the cafe? – Verwolka giggled.
Wesker took off his glasses for the first time in a long time, behind which was a cold, calculating gaze. Looking closely at the screen, he choked on a nut from the milk chocolate, realizing what he was seeing. He didn't care about this girl, of course, but it was still unpleasant. It's like using someone else's toothbrush, or used toilet paper. Ugh!"
Sunny was distracted by unexpected sounds behind the door; someone opened the door lock... with a key. She immediately turned off the home theater and slowly walked to the door, her heart pounding, and her legs giving way. She pulled the door handle and opened the door, and a guy was standing behind it... A second later, he stabbed her with a knife. The girl fell first to her knees, and then face down. Before turning off the lights and locking the door, he stroked his victim on the hair with his palm. He left, and she quietly cried, dying in the darkness and loneliness.
Some time passed.
“Sunny is a great name,” the girl thought to herself, recalling the morning she spent in one of the hotels, when the gentle sun caressed her skin. However, choosing a name occupied the smallest part of her thoughts; now, as in the “first day,” she walked along the night street, still cautiously looking at people, trying not to catch their eye. She had no money, no place to live. She was tormented by a headache caused by insomnia, and her stomach was digesting itself due to the lack of food for a long time. “Was it worth it?” the thought flashed through her mind again.
Making her way through the darkness of the city streets, she reached her destination – it was an old, abandoned building of the Golden Persimmon, where the competition of the same name was once held. She entered through the back entrance. The building still had electricity, but most of the light bulbs either didn't work or had been looted by marauders, as had much else. She needed one of the rooms that “she” used to use when she needed to relax or just be alone. She turned the handle and pulled, but the door didn't open. The door lock had not yet been broken, which meant that the contents of the room were still intact. The girl sighed with relief, and then approached one of the walls and, pressing her finger into one of its sections, made a small hole in the wall, from which she pulled out a key. The key was to that very room with the devilish number “666.” Revana is never around when she is so needed... But never mind, she went inside and closed the door with the same key, fearing that someone else might get in here.
There was everything she needed now – a soft sofa and a refrigerator, in which there was still food that was edible.
After a good dinner, she realized that the desire to sleep had vanished, and she decided to distract herself from bad thoughts. To her surprise, lately she had become very emotional. On one of the shelves were many discs with various video recordings. Her choice fell on “GP 2009; Memories of the Past.” Settling comfortably on the sofa, she turned on the home theater and started watching.
On a black background, pompous music began to play...
“Heroes World™
...
Weskerland Entertainment
...
PRESENT
...
Golden Persimmon
...
Room 666;
Wesker sat in a leather armchair opposite the home theater, relaxed, watching some movie, sipping green tea and snacking on it with milk chocolate with whole nuts. He was wearing glasses, behind which was a cold, calculating gaze. He didn't take them off even when watching any movie.
The organizer didn't like being disturbed, but since the final preparations were underway, he couldn't afford to close the doors, as he liked to do, and simply ignore the outside world. In fact, this is why the competition was delayed by a year. Someone knocked on the door, and then entered the room. It was one of the workers who were completing the repairs and preparing the building for the competition.
- What do you want? I hope it's something important, because I'm damn busy. - Wesker's glasses flashed and, naturally, instilled horror and fear in the man.
- S-sir, I have an exclusive for you!
- Huh? – the worker handed the disc to the organizer. It was a regular CD-R. – Oh, damn it, couldn't you buy a normal, LICENSED disc? What is this?
The worker was embarrassed – Crystal's Golden Hole!
- Huh? Just play it.
The screen of the home theater lit up and the movie started.
The plot: in an ordinary fantasy world, there was an ordinary fantasy morning: fantasy birds sang their fantasy songs, fantasy rays of light illuminated the fantasy forest, through which a fantasy elf was walking. The girl was incredibly beautiful, as befits a fantasy girl.
Walking through the forest, she stumbled upon a grotto, and, to her good or bad luck, she entered it. Immediately, she was surrounded by bandits. The leader came out to her and introduced himself as Eordel Eekreftaine.
The fantasy elf Eordel Eekreftaine was very fantasy.
The men, led by the leader, rushed at the girl like animals, crossing the line of article 131 of the criminal code...
By this time, a considerable number of viewers had gathered in room “666,” who could not tear themselves away from the spectacular film. Among them were also Arandor, Loken, Hostor and Aziral. As well as Verwolka, who turned to the organizer:
- Mr. Wesker, is this by any chance the girl I recently saw you with at the cafe? – Verwolka giggled.
Wesker took off his glasses for the first time in a long time, behind which was a cold, calculating gaze. Looking closely at the screen, he choked on a nut from the milk chocolate, realizing what he was seeing. He didn't care about this girl, of course, but it was still unpleasant. It's like using someone else's toothbrush, or used toilet paper. Ugh!"
Sunny was distracted by unexpected sounds behind the door; someone opened the door lock... with a key. She immediately turned off the home theater and slowly walked to the door, her heart pounding, and her legs giving way. She pulled the door handle and opened the door, and a guy was standing behind it... A second later, he stabbed her with a knife. The girl fell first to her knees, and then face down. Before turning off the lights and locking the door, he stroked his victim on the hair with his palm. He left, and she quietly cried, dying in the darkness and loneliness.