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* As names go, it’s good enough.

There were rumors somehow, about some such and such, in general, some zero without a wand. A variety of people talked about him. But there is especially a lot of truth, and certainly not lies, – the old man said, from a rather deaf Russian province. Such that when traveling in Russia in December, it will seem like a white-white carpet, only here and there diluted with black eye sockets, of windows of fluffy snow houses.

As delightfully cold as that old man’s refrigerator. His pension was small, however, like all his neighbors. The old man counted every penny and even complained to the president at the next conference that he was eating poorly.

What happened to him in his own house makes you wonder. And this is what happened. One day, coming from the store with a purse, the old man laid out all the products on the shelves of the refrigerator and went to bed. To fall asleep faster, he counted zeros and sticks on the bills. Until it seemed to him that he fell asleep. But either in a half-doze, or in reality, or in a dream, he opens his eyes and sees: the refrigerator door wide open. He walked over and looked into it. And there a creature, round like a big head, freezes! Sits like that, bored.

The man was stunned at first, realizing that the creature did not react to him, tried to retreat.

But it was not there! The «gingerbread man» rolled out of the refrigerator and began throwing cocktail tubes and toothpicks at the pensioner, which he had grabbed from somewhere. The hit of the latter with a sharp end was quite painful. Throwing them continuously, he pushed the pensioner out of the kitchen into the room, and then into the corridor to the front door.

It was already possible to fold a woodpile from sticks of all kinds, when the unfortunate man realized that a stupid creature was trying to knock him down, aiming mainly at them. Then the man lay down, pretending to be dead. It worked. And the zero rolled back into the refrigerator. The man jumped up and propped up the refrigerator door. He propped her up as long as he could. Soon the knocking from inside the cell died down. Opening the door slightly, the frightened pensioner saw what seemed to be a numb round timber. But the creature stirred and pulled out a bigger stick and pounced again. Then the old man was not taken aback and, seizing the initiative with a weapon, beat the monster. The corpse was cut into pieces and thrown into the trash.

This creepypasta ended well. Because some victims cannot wake up or live in a dreamy reality without leaving it until death – as in reality. But I believe, having studied the diaries and letters of those who met zero without a wand, that this text is cursed. And now he is standing behind you, if you have a refrigerator in the same room. Don’t turn around without turning the pages. Otherwise, there will be a stick on you.