Текст песни Сталкер рассказ - Кокон на агропроме

THE FIRST DAY
We walked along the old road to Agroprom. The zone clearly favored us - the weather was just perfect. The sun was shining softly, which happens early in the morning in May, when it is already very warm, but summer has not yet arrived. There were three of us Freedom fighters. After the operation to rescue Freedom's brother Cracker, we returned to Military. For three days we did not come across mutants, and we completely relaxed. As it turned out later, in vain.
- The dogs to our left. - The Baron reported. - Already smelled.
- Spread out! I ordered. No matter how, but I am the commander of the group.
The first dogs jumped out to the right of the place where we were looking, and it was only thanks to Thomas's reaction that we managed to avoid losses. Further mutants flooded from all sides. Fortunately, the helmet protected my ears from the roar of the ropes from all sides. The last dog, seeing the death of his comrades, ran away, whining.
-Forward. - I commanded. - We need to leave before the shots have attracted someone more terrible than dogs.
However, before we had time to take a few steps, the ground disappeared under our feet, and I began to quickly climb up.

"It can't be, this is not a springboard, because the detector did not react."
The answer came when strange walls appeared around me, which began to envelop my body ... Cocoon! Very rare anomalous vegetation, completely invisible until it hits it. The worst thing was that the detectors did not react to it, because this is not an anomaly in the usual sense of the word. Then I imagined what would happen: the walls would shrink until they pressed me into a ball the size of a pinhead. But from something the walls of the Cocoon approached very slowly, as if realizing that they had nowhere to rush. So the first day passed.
SECOND DAY
It is very dark here, I know the time only by the watch with a backlight on my hand. During the night, the walls narrowed very much, it is difficult to move the arms and legs. And yet there are no sounds. I tried to scream, but I didn't hear anything. Some kind of force extinguishes all sounds.
DAY THREE
I can't move ... Damn Cocoon squeezed all the limbs. Strange, but I absolutely do not want to eat or drink. Although it may be a shock. Not! The shock cannot last that long. When will it end?
DAY FOUR
Cocoon broke my arm. The pain was terrible, but I can't do anything. When will I die? I'm tired of this torment, I want death. The body is so compressed that you can't even blink.
DAY FIVE
Pain ... My whole body is solid pain. How many bones are broken, I don't know, I lost count after the fifteenth. The skull cracked. Finally. Means, I will die soon. Well, great, I've been waiting for this for a long time.
Suddenly, something fell into the wrong leg. Sounds came immediately. Someone punched the Cocoon? Heck! If this is possible, why didn't the clanmates do it? I will kill when I meet, if I live myself ...
- It's great, Parnas, how are you? The Baron asked me.
- Are you kidding me? - I yelled. - You would have waited another year until I am completely dead! “It was very painful to speak, but I was beside myself with anger.

- Yes, what a year, you didn’t sit there for a minute!
The soldiers carried me to our base near Militari. On the way, we found out that a few seconds had passed outside. It turns out that the Cocoon is not only a plant, but also a temporary anomaly. I'll have to tell Sakharov when we meet. If I live myself ...