For some time I was engaged in ballroom dancing, recently I gave up, as there is not enough time. On the evening of that day, I was scheduled to perform.
I stood in front of the mirror, but did not see my reflection in it. The mirror was large, as tall as me, and something pulled me towards it. I went ahead and entered the mirror. Immediately after that, I found myself in the dressing room, lying on a soft sofa, in a word, I woke up, but not on my own, my friend Luda patted me on the shoulder:
- Stop sleeping, let's go, I'll take your hair, - said Luda.
- I slept a lot?
- Half an hour somewhere. You’re kind of lethargic, I don’t like it, I probably didn’t sleep that night again, - Luda guessed it, I was lying all night with my eyes stuck out into the wall.
In an hour we were completely ready to leave. I didn’t care how I performed and it’s bad, because in that case I could get lost in something. There should always be light excitement - this is the key to a brilliant performance in my practice. So while everyone behind the scenes was trying to calm down, I tried to force myself to get nervous.
Everything went perfectly. Immediately after the performance, Romka and I (the one who can simultaneously sleep at home and walk in the woods with me) changed our clothes and went somewhere. Romka did not say where, only warned him that he was far away. I tortured him, but he didn't break. I decided to surprise me. He had prepared everything in advance for this trip in the morning.
At about seven o'clock in the evening we left the city. I got seasick and fell into oblivion. I have never slept so soundly. I woke up in some kind of hut: there were log walls all around, in the corner there was a Russian stove, in the middle of the only room in this house there was a table covered with a white tablecloth, benches around the table, in another corner a huge chest with an iron lock, on one of the walls there were shelves with all kinds of utensils and household trifles. I myself was lying on a wide oak bed. It's like a fairytale. A black cat sat on the stove, carefully examining me with round eyes.
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- Are you the owner here? - I turned to the cat.
The cat did not speak in a human voice, but jumped off the stove and imposingly walked towards me, yawning, then jumped onto the bed and began rubbing against me, caressing. Usually cats do not approach strangers. After sitting with the cat in an embrace for a while, I went outside.
Going outside the fairy-tale house, I was completely stunned: there was a forest all around, and the house stood at the very water of some reservoir, then it turned out that it was a lake. The door to the house was on the side of the lake. Immediately from the door, a wooden bridge began, which helped to get to the opposite bank, you could go there, or you could go down the stairs and get to the bank on which the house was located.
I wanted to be everywhere at once. Only now Romka has gone somewhere, and I also did not see our car nearby. But I didn't have to wait long. Roman emerged from the bushes of the opposite bank and walked towards me across the bridge.
- Like? - He asked a rhetorical question.
- Very. How did you, sir, find this World and to whom does it belong?
- It's all yours, my queen, - Roma made an offering gesture.
Roma left the car on the opposite bank. We ran to the trunk for groceries. It turned out that there is a village nearby, where you can get fresh milk, butter, sour cream and the like.
This time I walked through the woods with the real Romka, then we went fishing with the cat. The cat turned out to be very smart and independent. In a Russian oven, I baked bread, probably the most delicious bread in my life, you can't buy it in a store. Everything was great.
The next morning I went to the village for milk while Romka was asleep. I was there in forty minutes. It remains to find someone who is ready to sell the extra milk. I decided to go into the first house I came across, but as soon as I took a step in the direction I needed, some boy of about ten stopped me:
- Do you want to buy milk? - I was amazed, as he guessed, but I had a translucent bag, in which I could see an empty jar, probably this led him to the right idea.
“Yes, I do,” I replied.
“Then you'd better go to that house over there,” he pointed with his hand, “Tamara Borisovna lives there, she keeps three cows and one bull, she has a lot of milk.
- Thank you for your help, can I find out your name? - I asked the boy.
- Contact me, if anything, but my name is Yegor.
- Adelaide, but everyone calls me just Adele, - I introduced myself, in turn.
The boy walked me to the house that he recommended to me, and disappeared somewhere, ran away, probably. I safely bought milk and reached our corner of paradise. The day went well. We went to bed rather late.
I woke up because the cat was meowing over my ear. When I opened my eyes, he slapped my nose with his paw, as if playing. It was still night. I noticed that Roman is not in the house. The cat jumped off the bed and went to the front door, sat down next to it and meowed again, he wanted to walk in the middle of the night.
I dressed up. I went out into the street to look for Roman, but noticed a child's figure on the bridge. The cat went into the house, and I began to approach the figure. I recognized her as Yegor. He slowly walked to the opposite bank, but when I began to approach him closer, he quickened his pace. I decided to follow the child, what happens.
Yegor went to the forest, I could hardly keep up with him. This went on for about twenty minutes. Then Yegor stopped. I came close to him and saw that he was with his eyes closed. The boy stopped at a long and deep enough ravine. My eyes, already accustomed to the darkness, caught something at the bottom of the hollow. Romka! It was Romka.
I went downstairs slowly, it was slippery. Romka was unconscious, I was scared for him. With great difficulty I managed to get him out of the ravine, it took a good half hour. A few minutes after I pulled out Romka, he woke up. It turned out that he broke his leg and badly bruised his head, again wanted to give me some kind of surprise while I was sleeping. He succeeded.
All this time the boy stood motionless with his eyes closed. I gently stirred him up. The child woke up and was very dumbfounded, he did not understand what he was doing here. I explained to him how it was. Egor and Romka's eyes widened after my story. I told the boy that he seemed to have somnambulism, the child soon calmed down. Fortunately, he understood what it was, since it was not the first time with him.
We slowly got to the house. There was a first aid kit. I put a splint on Romka. Early in the morning I accompanied Yegor to the village. And then Romka and I left for the city, he had to go to the hospital.