Skrut

Proklyataya setka mnozhilas' ot dvizheniya. Chem bol'she Igar raskachivalsya - tem plotnee ego spelenyvali tysyachi i tysyachi pochti nevidimyh nitey, obrazuya vokrug nego plotnyy seryy kokon. Otorvav vzglyad ot vozhdelennoy vetki i sluchayno glyanuv na sebya, Igar ispugalsya i zakrichal. Ego raskachivaniya prevratilis' v panicheskie metaniya. On bilsya v pautine, a pautina oputyvala ego vse sil'nee, no u nego ne hvatalo zdravogo smysla osoznat' eto - zahlestnutyy panikoy, on prevratilsya v oruschiy kusok myasa. Za neskol'ko minut isteriki on zaputalsya tak, chto s trudom mog dyshat'. Potom on obessilel, a pautina vse esche dergalas'; sglotnuv slyunu s privkusom zheleza, on zamolchal i ponyal, chto krik prodolzhaetsya - Ilaza, ohvachennaya takim zhe uzhasom, ugodila v tu zhe zapadnyu, teper' ona krichit, i b'etsya, i zaputyvaetsya vse sil'nee...