The diary of the Tambov Wolf

– So it is! There was a loud laugh from my friend. Her thin nose, resembling a collie breed, convulsively imitated laughter, but it was not funny to me.

– Where am I? I yelled this question like a wild lion.

– I would not scream like that if I were you. Do not draw attention to yourself. Otherwise, you will not get out of here. And even I can’t help you.

– «Even you?» I squeezed out this question with such amazement. Until recently, I thought my girlfriend was something supernatural. To some extent invincible. But, the words she uttered are «even me.» They clipped my wings. – Who are you?

– «You don’t want to know yet.

– Yet?

– You ask many questions.