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The minibus stopped near the place where there used to be a pillar and an index with the name and direction to the village, but there was not any sign and pillar in it. And if you do not know that there is a village here, you can easily drive past. The Kruglovs had a bad apprehension, besides, the mysterious girl never recovered. Kruglov senior turned left and pulled out of the road (the village was located two kilometers from the road). It was already completely dark, the rain whipped like a bucket, it's good that the road was asphalt. After some time, the asphalt was over, the dirt road was on, it was more difficult to go along it, since it was already beginning to blur the rain. Began to come across at home, but no one could see any lights, it looked pretty eerie. As if the whole village was extinct. Finally, the minibus drove up to the right house and stopped. The headlights lit up the house. The windows were tightly hung, on the first and second floor (Kruglov still built up another floor in the summer), the gates are closed. The father muffled the engine, there was a silence, it was heard only how the rain drummed on the roof of the car.

"I'll go and look around, and you're not a step away from the car," his father broke the silence and with these words left the van.

On the street, a thunderstorm was already raging, lightning flashed and thunder was heard.

Vitaly Andreevich drummed on the small door to the left of the gate, but in response there was only silence. Then he repeated the attempt, suddenly the thunder of the storm blocked the dog barking. Mukhtar, "his father guessed, at that moment the light of the lantern flashed through the crack of the wooden door and a senile, slightly hoarse voice asked:

“Who is there?”

The owner of the voice was clearly very frightened.

"Father, open it," Vitalii Andreevich choked out. And then I felt such joy and relief.

“Vitali is you”!?

The voice of Grandfather Andrey was not trusting.

“Yes, yes, it's me”.

For a moment silence reigned, then there was a squeak and the door opened, in the opening appeared a terribly thin old man in a black twist with a hood. In one hand he would have a lantern with which he shone in Vitalii Andreevich's face, in the other there was an old rubbed rifle, his hands trembled noticeably.

"Jesus, is it really you, are you all here?" Andrei Prokhorovitch spoke again.

It can be seen that he hardly believes in it.

Vitaly Andreevich also could not believe that he saw his father alive and well, but quickly took himself in hand and said:

“I'll tell you later, now help me”.

For about fifteen minutes everyone was in the house and warmed themselves by the "round" stove. The girl was transferred to the bed near the window in the gorenka (not a large bedroom), after removing her wet sack from her. Themselves are located in the gornitsa (which is like a living room), as almost half of the already small kitchen was occupied by a large Russian stove. In the room was darkness, it was lit only by the light from the open furnace and the candle, which melted on a small table between the two armchairs. Grandmother was able to calm her strength when she saw the Kruglovs, she burst into tears, and everyone began to embrace, because she thought she could never see them again. It was a small fat woman with neatly folded into a bump already gray hair and gray big eyes. The Kruglovs also had difficulty in restraining emotions, because in fact they had no idea what was waiting for them, and seeing that everything was relatively in order, they could not believe it. When everyone more or less recovered, Vitaliy Andreevich, told his parents everything that happened to them during these days.

" My God," said Maria Olegovna, and added, looking at the bed where the girl was lying, I feel “very sorry for her”.

Father Vitaly wanted to ask the woman Masha about his sister, Artyom, nieces, but it was already very late and the conversation was decided to be postponed until tomorrow.