"Good evening, Solomon."
An unfamiliar caller requested contact on the screen.
"Who are you and what do you need?"
"My name is Yersinia."
"Yersinia is the name of the plague microbe."
"And I am the plague microbe. Now your report is about me.”
"How do you know what I'm doing right now?"
Solomon looked around. There was no one in the business center.
“You are looking for me in vain. You will not find me. I'm a little.”
How does she manage to find out about everything that happens to him?
"Can you turn on the camera and show yourself?"
"Do you want this so much?"
"Yes, I want to see you."
"Well, look Solomon, you asked for this yourself. It’s not my fault."
Solomon hesitated. Why should he be afraid? After all, the plague isn't transmitted over the Internet.
"I didn't change my mind. Turn it on.”
Yersinia's video window lit up, and Solomon made out a female figure sitting with her back to him. Suddenly, rats appeared and began to climb on the back of the sitting woman.
–Turn to face me, Yersinia! Turn around!
The figure turned sharply, so that the rats flew off shoulders. Solomon gasped in horror. The terrible Mask of Death was looking at him! In the next moment, there was terrible hysterical laughter.
Solomon put an end to this nightmare with one click. A cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The sound of the phone suddenly ringing threw him up in his chair.
– Hello! Solomon! -he heard the voice of Yesenia.
–Yesenia is you?
–It’s me. So I decided to call you.
–You did the right thing. Please turn on the camera. I really need to talk to you live now.
Yesenia turned on the camera.
–Look, this is my bedroom.
She herself was in a pink nightgown with lace sleeves. After the nightmare, Solomon took pleasure in looking at the object of his sympathy.
–You don't really stare at my sleepy face.
–Come on! Is it possible to see it on a tiny screen? I just want to see you.
– Well! That enough. I'm going to sleep. Goodnight Solomon.
– Goodnight Yesenia.
When Solomon opened his eyes, it was already light enough.
Solomon opened the toilet lid to empty his bladder and saw something that made him slam the lid back on with a cry. A huge rat bounced around inside.
Solomon hurriedly pressed the flush button and, after waiting a little, carefully opened the lid again. The rat was still there. Solomon rushed out of the room and ran into the hall, shouting loudly:
–There's a rat in my bathroom!
If a bomb had exploded in the hall, it would have had less effect than what Solomon said. Half-naked, barefoot, with tousled hair and bulging eyes, he looked like a madman.
