7.10.2127/ Nakhchivan, Southern Province
It was another day at the Dagestani southern border. Athough it was very busy today, Terenti Yakovlev entered his booth with a smile on his face. He really liked his job and his daughter was recently born, so its no suprise that he’s happy.
A pamphlet was laying on his desk. He gets daily news and notes from the border district in it. He opened it and looked at the news section.
“Colapse of goverments in the middle east, immigration predicted to spike”
“Following the colapse of the Eurafrican goverment, a flow of immigrants looking for a new home is basically unavoidable. The two most poplar destinations are Dechikely and Dagestani Socialist State”
-Well that explains that massive line-said Terenti to himself.
The clock hit 9 AM, which means it was time to open the booth. Terenti was suprised not by the ammount of immgrants, but by the ammount of missing documents and forged visas. But, well, what did he excpect? Those people lost their home and the probably wanted to leave that anarchic wasteland as fast as possible.
Arround 13:00, a family with three children came. Everything seemed fine about them. Except for the dad. He had a very vissible rash. Terenti accepted the familuy but sent the dad for quarrantine. About an hour later, he recived a call.
-You need to shut down the booth-said the director of this checkpoint-There has been an incident.
-Why?-asked Terenti-What happended?
-A man in quarrantine has died just now. Close down your booth and notify the other booths to prevent further infection entry into our country.
After the message has been recived, Terenti closed his booth and notifided the two neighboring ones about the incident. With not much to do now, he clocked out and went back home. During the train ride, he started thinking about the incident. Was it that man with the rash? Is his fammily also infected with it? He thought about it for a time before reaching his station. He wanted to forget about what happended today.
After entering his appartment, his wife, Olesya, instatly got curious about the sudden and early arrival of her husband.
-Why so quick?-she asked- Did something happen at work? Are you okay?
-I dont want to talk about it - he answered as he was hanging his coat on the hanger.
-What happened? Did you do something worng? Did i do someting worng?
Terenti didnt respond. He turrned on the TV instead and imidieantly regreted that choice
“A disease thought to be extinct rediscovered on Dagestani soil”
After hearing that message, he turned off the TV instantly and went to a local pub. He really wanted to forget about it. Or at least forget that it was because of him.
TO BE CONTINUED…
