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      Igor woke up when he heard the voice of his mother coming from the hallway:

      –How? Well, okay, I understand everything.

      She put down the phone and went to the kitchen. Usually, when Oksana Yurievna is nervous, she starts saying that – no matter how you cook, she calms down a bit. Now, to calm herself down, she went to make breakfast. Igor opened his eyes and sat down on the couch, thoughts about yesterday immediately crept into his head, then what happened yesterday seemed just a bad dream. As it is not strange, but after yesterday's events, he quickly fell asleep. Igor looked around, his brother had already gone to work, his sofa was neatly tucked in, because, whatever would happen in the city, no one canceled work. The clock that hung over the TV showed the floor of the ninth morning. Father was also not at home, he drove Sergei to work, when there was time he drove and took away from work brothers. Igor removed the sofa, and opened the window, immediately the hall was filled with noise from the street. Their couches stood all the length of the room, Sergey's sofa was almost at the window, and Igor's sofa was closer to the door, between the door and the sofa, a table with a computer was crammed in. Steps were heard in the hallway:

      – Ah, you're already awake

      The mother entered the room with relief.

      She was obviously worried, and frightened.

      – Are you all right?

      Igor was worried.

      – I am very worried about your father, and Sergey, they have been gone for an hour, and have not yet called, they should not have been let go!

      – Mom do not worry so, everything will be fine.

      Although Igor tried to calm his mother, he felt that he was beginning to worry.

      Suddenly the phone rang in the hallway.

      Oksana Yuryevna rushed to the hallway, followed by Igor.

      – Yes, I'm listening.

      My mother picked up the phone.

      It's you, Seryozha, where are you?

      It was felt from the voice that his mother had fallen down like a rock from the heart when she heard the voice of her son:

      "Are you coming back?" what!? Has the theater been closed, too? Well I understand, we'll wait.

      My mother finished speaking and hung up.

      –Where are they? What with them?

      Igor asked worriedly.

      – It's okay they go home and as I realized the theater was also closed, and the city has terrible traffic jams.

      My mother's answer calmed Igor a little. Suddenly he smelled something burning.

      "Does your mother have anything to fry in the kitchen?"

      He asked.

      – Oh, I have fried eggs on the stove.

      She realized.

      Already, in about five minutes, Igor and Oksana Yurievna drank tea and had breakfast, a little scorched eggs. Igor before the meal drank a bit of heart drops, something after all this, somehow not good at heart. Although they almost did not have breakfast, a piece in his throat did not climb. Just sipped a little tea. From all this situation, to Igor, only now it has become clear that my mother did not go to work. He was about to ask, but then he remembered the morning bell and understood everything. But he still asked:

      "Did they call you from school this morning?"

      – Yes from school, they said not to come and did not even explain why. They said only that everything is fine.

      Suddenly, from the open window, the sounds of cars and sirens came, and also, some noise, similar to the sound of a helicopter.

      Igor went to the window to see what kind of noise it was and there were at least six military helicopters flying into the sky,

      "What is it?"

      Her mother asked. – Military helicopters,

      Igor answered, returning to the table.

      Igor's answer somehow alerted and at the same time frightened Oksana Yuryevna.

      Igor himself already began to worry and feel that fear began to approach him, because something was happening in the city, something clearly bad.

      At the entrance door clicked the lock, it's the father and Sergei, finally returned to the home.

      Chapter 5