15.
Ignat grinned. – Sewer rave. It sounds like the beginning of a bad horror movie. – It was, but with a comedic touch. Imagine me and my friends in acid suits dancing to techno in sewage
streams. The smell, of course, was peculiar, but we tried not to pay attention to it. And then… We saw him.
I lowered my voice. – In the light of a flashlight, something looking at us from the darkness. It was small and green, w pointed ears and an evil grin. A real goblin!
Ignat, trying to hold back his laughter, clenched his teeth, gr – That's a twist!
– At first I thought it was a hallucination. But the goblin w enough. He was standing with his arms crossed over his ches
clearly wasn't thrilled with our party. "What are you doing h he growled in a raspy voice similar to that of a smoking wom
her fifties. "You've clogged the entire sewer system with presence!"
It turns out that the goblins have their own sewer system that works like a subway. And in general, all our ideas
about sewage are wrong, they are the real masters here.
And they really don't like it when tourists invade their system. Especially with a rave.
16.
– I tried to explain to him that it was just a holiday and we didn't want to offend anyone. But he didn't seem to
understand raves and themed parties very well. He started waving his arms and threatening us with some spells.
"And what did you do?" Ignat asked impatiently.
– In a fit of friendliness, I offered him a Turbo Hedgehog.
And, to my surprise, he agreed! After a couple of sips, the goblin relented. He started dancing to techno and even tried to sing along. True, his singing was more like the screams of a cat being strangled, but that's the details.
I grinned at him. – Anyway, the party in the sewers ended with a sudden friendship with a goblin. He even showed us
secret passages and told us about his problems with rats
stealing his carrion. And in the morning I was woken up by a
call from the police – it turns out that one of the neighbors heard screams from the manhole and called the squad. So I
had to explain to the officers that we were just celebrating a birthday with a goblin. Of course, they didn't believe it. But after paying the fine, we were released.
17.
Ignat laughed. – Wow, you've outdone yourself!
Friendship with a goblin from the sewers is something new!
"Yeah, Ignat. Now I'm wondering if it's worth celebrating a birthday at all. I'm afraid that next time I'll meet aliens or summon demons from hell. It's better to just sit at home and watch TV.
–Well, well, don't swear," Ignat smiled. "Maybe next time you'll be able to make friends with a unicorn." Or at least with an Internet troll.
–Unicorns and trolls… I'm afraid to even imagine what it might lead to,– I muttered, finishing my orange juice. Each time the stories became more absurd, I seriously considered consulting with a specialist. – Anyway, after that sewer, I decided to give up alcohol and crazy parties. At least for a while.
A week after…
18.
Ignat, as always, listened with a half-smile. "So you've really become a good guy?"
–Well, almost. I tried. I signed up for meditation classes, started running in the mornings, and even tried
vegetarianism. However, he didn't last long – the bacon
won. You should know how delicious it smells after a week of abstinence," I confessed. – But in general, I was on the path to enlightenment. Until fate intervened in the person of my new neighbor.
