A scary story about the New Year

I looked at my watch.

it was 23.25

December 31, 2020

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Chapter 7

I finally got out of the windfall.

Before me lay a field covered with a white shroud.

The wind and snowstorm increased.

It was hard to stay on my feet.

Icicles of ice hung from the hood of

my windbreaker.

It’s hard to breathe in the bitter cold,

especially when you’re running.

But I didn’t give up.

If I lie down in the snow and immediately turn into a snowdrift…

That’s what awaits the traveler who has lost

faith in a happy outcome.

I’ll try my luck-maybe I’ll find an abandoned hut on a lonely farm.

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Chapter 8

When you freeze on a dark, dark winter night, your

blood gets cold, your

mouth is dry, you can try to quench your thirst with snow.

But I do not recommend anyone to do this

in a strong blizzard.

It’s bad luck to eat snow.

Anything can happen.

I reached a lonely farmstead,

approached a log cabin standing alone on the edge of the forest.

I didn’t see any light or smoke coming from the chimney.

Here! – I thought.

I will try.

But what is it?

At a distant railroad crossing in a field, red lights flashed in the

night… and some kind of rumble.

What’s it? A chase?

I had to lie down in a snowdrift and lie there for a few minutes until

the lights disappeared.

I crawled slowly toward the fence of the lone log cabin.

The rickety gray fence fell apart.

No tenants, – I thought.

He parted the boards and quickly jumped into the darkness.

I hurt myself badly.

He fell on a pile of wood near the gate.

and he tore his leg badly on a rusty nail.

Sticking out of the fence board.

I rubbed my bruised knee, wrapped my hand in a rag, and began

to walk around the house.

The house was an old two-storey and non-residential… But there

was a chimney from the stove on the roof..