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Trap. Fantastic fiction
Fantastic fiction
Irina Muravskaya
Translator Elena Nesterenko
Illustrator Svetlana Yvgenievna Smirnova
© Irina Muravskaya, 2018
© Elena Nesterenko, translation, 2018
© Svetlana Yvgenievna Smirnova, illustrations, 2018
ISBN 978-5-4493-1441-3
Created with Ridero smart publishing system
TRAP
“Greetings, Trap!” Vengeance took a rapid glance on the room and the Trap, who was clearly bored; then quickly slipped inside, and slouched in the armchair, smiling.
“Well then?” Trap stared indifferently, rubbing her scraggy hands.
“What then? How are you keeping?” Vengeance’s eyes were shifty; she was trying to catch the mood.
“Things go south. I’m totally fed up with it. I speak wrong, I entrap wrong, I spook wrong… I am sickened of my clients. It’s high time to have some rest.” Trap heaved a sigh.
“Rest? Well, people definitely won’t be better off without you!”
“Yes, the will. I’ll let them rest on their own, while I’m slackening cares. Enjoying life, you know.” Trap yawned and wrapped herself in her old shawl. She looked offended.
“That’s all for nothing. It’s gonna be dull as ditch-water.”
“Might be dull for you. You’re having too much fun anyway, it’s me who has to do all the nasty job afterwards. They moan, they scream… My ears are not made of stone, you know. I have to actually scrape quite a number of people off the pavement… Jumping from the window is a weird trend, indeed.”
“Put some headphones on… Grief has presented you cool ones!”
“Yeah, right… It’s only her stinkaroo that they reproduce, totally tiresome. Her music made me lose a taste for good hunt, you know. That present is as good as a headache.”