After a while, Fujitora woke up from the pain that his body felt. Oh God, how painful it was, thoughts flew through the boy's head at an unprecedented speed, it was a speed of 120 meters per second, the maximum speed at which information is transmitted by neurons in the brain. Let me remind you that the maximum speed of Formula 1 racing cars is 100 meters per second!
[The wind howls the melody of loneliness]
After a couple of seconds, the pain disappeared, but it was replaced by a feeling of weakness throughout the body. Fujitora tried his best to open his eyes, but his eyelids seemed to be filled with lead and did not give in to the efforts of the young writer.
What happened, why is it so hard for me to move? Maybe I had a stroke? Or did I pinch a nerve? These were the thoughts that were in his head.
The pain did not let go of the guy, she really wanted the guy to suffer. Like a wife who does not let her husband go home, in this case, you need to go to court with a claim to eliminate obstacles to the use of residential premises ... khm ...
After a few minutes he was able to lift his head, albeit with difficulty, he opened his eyes and looked ahead. And suddenly, his breath caught in his throat, time seemed to stop.
[Second, two seconds, three, four ...]
Fujitora saw a dark but starry sky above him. Such a beautiful view, could I have seen it like this before? The young author of novels for adults thought.
[A few seconds of silence later ...]
- Where am I? - he muttered, feeling tears streaming down his cheeks. This proves once again that men know how to cry!
[Time seemed to stop for the whole world, only the stars twinkled in the sky like fireflies flying between the bushes of wonderful Da Hong Pao tea]
Suddenly I heard a rustling in the bushes. Frightened, Fujitora tried to crawl away from the strange sounds, but immediately ran into something solid that could stop his impulse to survive. What is this happening? Fujitora thought hastily.
- Who's there? - he asked quietly and cautiously, trembling with fear.
A man dressed in strange, obviously not modern clothes came out of the bushes. Thoughts flickered quickly and unnoticed in Fujitora's head. Such outfits could only be seen at the fairs that were held in the neighboring town before.
[A beautiful picture enveloped the world, a tall man dressed in shaman's clothes and wearing a cowboy hat towered over a guy in a white wet pajamas]
The wind blew and howled in their direction, as if trying to prevent them from meeting.
Suddenly a rather rough and low voice was heard.
- Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you," - said the man in shaman's clothes with a cowboy hat on his head, despite the lowness in his voice he was calm and even seemed a little friendly.
- Who are you?" - Fujitora asked uncertainly, barely containing the trembling of his body, either from the cold wind that washed over his wet pajamas, or from fear, maybe from both?
- I am the keeper of this forest ... a forester - the man answered. "I saw something fall from the sky and came to check. I never thought I would see an injured child. Could this "something" have fallen on you?
- Fell from the sky? - Fujitora repeated. I looked up, seeing the stars again, but I was already tired of them **
But how is this possible? I was sitting at home, when suddenly ... a sharp pain arose in my head.
- Oh, it hurts! Fujitora exclaimed.
The forest ranger immediately leaned over and raised his hand to Fujitora, immediately a bright green glow appeared, illuminating the dark valley where the only light before was the colorful dots in the sky.
- I will help you, do not move. He said at the same time, bringing his second hand to me, where a yellow glow appeared.
Not having time to move away from the sharp pain, I could not understand what was happening around me, it was more like a dream than reality.
The pain went away, and I felt lightness, both physically and morally, it became easier for me on my soul, my thoughts were in order. The pain seemed to recede from me.
*Calmness could be read on my face, and a slight spark of satisfaction could be seen in my eyes. As if all the problems had been solved by themselves, and what was pulling me
[The forester removed his hands]
- Oh ... Fujitora exclaimed, the pain returned, although not as strong.
- Sorry, sorry, I've never treated people before, only boars. They are so delicious. But okay, I think you feel better anyway.
[The forester chuckled a little]
- So, maybe introduce yourself? Who are you and where did you come from? The forest ranger asked in an interested tone, that is, the forester.
Fujitora looked at his interlocutor with a confused face, but seeing the serious gaze of his interlocutor, he realized that he needed to say something.
But what does he want from me? Should I introduce myself by my real name?
He tried to remember what happened to him before he lost consciousness, but his memories were fragmentary. He remembered his grandfather's funeral, he remembered sitting at the table and writing something, he remembered the storm ...
Should I tell him that I was looking out the window at the rain, and then woke up from the pain here? Or maybe I should lie, but why, it's better to just say that I don't remember much, and ask him to help me, for free of course, he is a forester.
*Fujitora's head processed information with incredible speed, logical thinking suffered a little from this, but what to do if he has already been silent for 10 seconds, even the forester may not stand it and just leave **
-I don't know what I'm doing here, I don't remember much, maybe you can help me and tell me where I am? Fujitora said nervously and with tears in his eyes.
-... said the forester excitedly
But he never heard the answer