Being somehow in another city, from saving money, I stopped at a supernumerary hotel. It was a hot and stuffy summer. I lay at night in bed in my room and could not fall asleep. The day went well, tomorrow it was possible to return home. There was no air-conditioning in the room, and the open window did not help. Yes, and mosquitoes. I got up to drink water, turned on the light. Under the fridge shaded the shadow, cockroach. I do not like cockroaches. I took off the sneakers and slightly pushed the refrigerator away. Here he is! A cockroach on the floor, one, two, but all by. On the spot near the wall where the refrigerator stood, there was a skirting board, from under which a small edge of a piece of paper looked out. I pulled it out. It turned out to be a yellowed sheet with a text printed on a typewriter. The machine was mechanical, because some letters sank and were more faded than others. The text read: “If you are reading my letter now, then I am no longer alive. The keepers of the Secret of Elixir have been following me for a long time. And now one of them is on the opposite side of the street, I see it in the window. “I went to the window, the lights lit up the deserted street. No one, like, was not. I continued reading: “I am facing a certain death, because I have stolen them Secret. The secret of Elixir is simply not put into the hands of others. Elixir can revive the dead, grant eternal life and turn mercury into gold. The secret formula I hid in the banking cell. And I have a little Elixir with me, it is hidden in my body. Why do I tell you all this? I do not even know you. But you are my only salvation. You will make me alive. How? About this below. You will save me. And what do I offer you in return? In return, we will get with you (the two of us) a colossal power and power over the whole world. Imagine how much mercury we can easily turn into gold. Take the usual thermometer. How many grams of mercury are there? It’s all pure gold, a hundred percent. We will become the richest people on the planet. In addition, we will be able to revive the dead. Do you have any idea how many possibilities there are? Well, we ourselves become immortal. Maybe you’ll find this all a delirium crazy, but I have evidence, they are lower. What do you need to do? Come to my grave, open it and splash on my body with gasoline, kerosene or diesel oil. The reagent that is in me will start to contact with gasoline and my body will quickly recover. I’ll come to life in 15 minutes. Barbarian-Guardians will kill me (today or tomorrow), probably with a dagger. They will search me, but they will not find anything. My body will be found without money, valuables and documents. But I foresaw this. I have a tattoo on my back with my data and an indication of where to bury me. They will bury me in the village of Lebedevo, Kostroma region. There you will find my grave. Find it will be easy. On the stone or the cross will be written “Terekhov Ivan Vasilyevich.” It’s me. This is proof that I’m telling the truth. Go to Lebedevo, find my grave, dig out the body, mold it with gasoline (kerosene, diesel fuel) and I will come to life. Why do I share with you my secret and wealth? Because apart from you there is no one to help me. This note is made up in only one copy

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