Рип.ЧуланСТ.Кровавый гороскоп

Rak. Vy seĭchas vo vtoroĭ dekade, chuvstvennai͡a luna soedini͡aetsi͡a s I͡Upiterom vo Lʹve. Vas udarit odetyĭ vo vse chernoe chelovek, vy poteri͡aete soznanie, a potom vas privi͡azhut k bamperu vashego pikapa marki "Dzhi-ėm-si" i protashchat po asfalʹtu. Ėto ne st͡senariĭ trillera, a odin iz dvenadt͡sati zhutkikh goroskopov, kotorye prikhodi͡at po pochte Bobbi Frindli - byvshemu sportsmenu-olimpiĭt͡su, vynuzhdennomu rabotatʹ v gazete i pisatʹ bezobidnye predskazanii͡a. No kto-to delaet ėto za nego... V pervui͡u zhe smenu Bobbi prikhodit pisʹmo: dvenadt͡satʹ pugai͡ushche detalʹnykh goroskopov, suli͡ashchikh smertʹ. I ulʹtimatum: opublikueshʹ - sbudetsi͡a odin. Proignorirueshʹ - sbudutsi͡a vse. Bobbi pytaetsi͡a vychislitʹ avtora zloveshchikh prorochestv. Kto zhe dergaet za nitochki - manʹi͡ak, igrai͡ushchiĭ v rokovui͡u igru? Ili vse ėto lishʹ plod ego bolʹnogo voobrazhenii͡a?..

Cancer. You are now in the second decade, the sensual moon is connecting with Jupiter in Leo. You will be hit by a man dressed all in black, you will lose consciousness, and then you will be tied to the bumper of your GMC pickup truck and dragged along the asphalt. This is not a thriller script, but one of the twelve creepy horoscopes that come in the mail to Bobby Frindley, a former Olympic athlete who is forced to work for a newspaper and write harmless predictions. But someone does it for him... on Bobby's first shift, a letter arrives: twelve frighteningly detailed horoscopes promising death. And the ultimatum: if you publish it, one will come true. If you ignore it, everything will come true. Bobby is trying to figure out the author of the ominous prophecies. Who is pulling the strings — a maniac playing a fatal game? Or is it all just a figment of his sick imagination?..