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The End of the Way

Vladimir Slipets

In “The End of the Way” souls flock from all over the world for so long that even the old barman no longer remembers when it all began. The bar comes seven new strangers. No one remembers how he got here. Each one has a long history behind which will soon fall heavily on the barman’s strong shoulders. Who are these people, what are they running from and trying to forget? And what’s wrong with this bar?Содержит нецензурную брань.

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Introduction

Fate is a set of accidents, compatible and incompatible events. Decisions that we make, reactions to things that encourage us to act, the emotions that we experience – all of these shapes us and our destinies. But what awaits everyone in the end? Are you good or bad? life is a strange thing, and often does not go as we want. And sometimes she likes to make surprises, that change herself, turn everything upside down.

The bar "The End of the Way" has a very long story. Here came the most diverse personalities. All had their own reasons to come here. Searching for consolation, appeasement, oblivion and just a good drink and a bright show – at this place could be found all and in the same time.

Imagine this mix of human souls and their problems. All this in four walls, under a loud music shakes and is mixed in explosive cocktail. Everything falls on the shoulders of the barman, who tries to somehow comfort and to reassure everybody who sits at bar counter.

Once in "The End of the Way" came the seven lost souls, seeking solace, place where they could possible hide. Someone was reveling in grief, someone wanted to escape from himself and his misdeeds. But bills always need to be paid off. But what is this price? Who are these people and from what runs each of them? Learn everything by reading the story of that will show why nobody can escape from fate, and escape from his own nature.

Chapter One: The First Visitor

Today at the bar there was almost no one. Only a couple of men. One was sitting at bar rack, drinking whiskey. As it appears, he had a rough week: he had already drunk a lot and he will soon begin to pour out the soul to the poor barman, that is me. Yea, don’t be misunderstand, I like my work, and I'm glad that my father chose me for this post. I like people, their little problems. At least they are funny.

For example, here is this guy: attractive, even when in insole is drunk, dressed in expensive suit (most likely successful), with beautiful green eyes and rhomboid features of the face. Despite the fact that he already drank a lot, his speech is the same excellent – such as five glasses back. As it appears, he often works with people, directly, like me. I liked him.

It's been a couple of minutes, and then happened exactly what I expected. He had spoken to me! Eventually, different people have same habits – just a little booze, music, awkward silence and the right companion, and someone will start a conversation:

– Tell me, my friend, have you been working here for a long time? Oh, sorry, I do not introduce myself. My name is Rendell, and how can I call you? – He asked me with a smile.

– Hello, Rendell, my name is Tom, nice to meet you. Hmm … I work a very long time, do not even know when I have started. It feels like I've been working here for ages.

– Then you are well preserved! Although, seriously, yes, I understand you. House – work, work – house, and don’t even notice how quickly time goes. Yesterday it seemed like it was Monday, but it's already Friday…

– Well, but today is Saturday …

– Yes, yes, well, you understood the point, right?

– Well, what to do, this is life, and we need somehow spinning there. It’s a long time when this cabaret has become a house to me, like for most people who decided to visit us. This is not in vain why it was called "The End of the Way."

– Hmm, the name is still … No, no, not to insult such beautiful place. It's very nice here, but the name scares a lot. At first, I wanted to pass by. Hmm, by the way, just for a minute…