Переводчик Князева Анастасия Алексеевна

Quiet music drifts out of the darkness. A thin beam of light appears, which begins to expand, illuminating the entire room. It slowly begins to fade, leaving a circle of light in which the character is sitting at the synthesizer. He finishes playing, looks up... " Сuckoo" - the cuckoo has struck twelve and hid in its house. Ignoring the bird, he continued to stare straight ahead. He got up and slowly went to the sofa, lay down. It's dark ... the sound of an engine. He'd been having nightmares for a long time. They were always different, and he never had the same one twice. Tossing from side to side, waving his arms… The blanket fell behind the sofa. He flips from his back to his stomach and back. Arching his body like plasticine, he begins to push away from the sofa, he jumps on the sofa like on a trampoline, leaning his feet on the wardrobe that stands next to him. Performs several tricks, flies on the wardrobe, hangs his legs, sleeps. The alarm clock rings, he looks up, jumps down from the closet, goes to the alarm clock, picks it up, pokes at everything to silence it, but it keeps beeping. He throws it on the floor, and the alarm stops beeping. "Cuckoo" - the cuckoo struck twelve. He lay back down on the sofa, turned to the back, rolled over, stared at something fixedly, and began to fuss.