–What the hell is going on in the city?

Violated the silence of Igor

–Good question.

Kostya answered him. Igor just realized that he was already late for work, he quickly said goodbye to Kostya, and went to his room. A few minutes later he was at his workplace and took his clothes. Today in the wardrobe was only two Igor and Valentina, (mostly in the wardrobe worked only pensioners), as it turned out, many people fell ill at the theater, in fact, it affected all the staff. The performance started, people came a little, and despite the warm weather, even the anomalously hot, as they said in the news, some came as much in jackets. Igor plopped down on a chair, the story of Kostya made him think hard. Igor woke up from his thoughts only when he realized that people were coming in and an intermission began. He was dressed four people, they were obviously sick all the time coughing and they obviously froze, and one man was already shaking, he took his jacket though he had a light jacket, but did not go to the exit, he went back to the hall, a few minutes later the performance began , the remaining time Igor sat in meditation, but suddenly when there was no more than five minutes left till the end of the play, two men and a woman descended into the foyer, the man was already barely standing on his feet, she put him on the sofa near the door and herself began to call somewhere. Igor, on the back ran a chill, because it was the man who wore it and which swayed. Sometime later, police went to the theater, he began to say something to the woman, then went to the doctors with a stretcher, and another guardian of order, the doctors put a man on a stretcher, and a representative of the authorities something whispered to the doctor, the police left with the woman, after them doctors with a stretcher were stitched.

The play ended, the people dispersed. Igor gathered and went home, he was immersed in thoughts, and thought about what is really happening in the city and only now, realized that some people are sick, and others are absolutely healthy.

–I wonder why?

Igor thought to himself, he walked along the service corridor in deep thoughtfulness, and nearly fell upon his brother:

–I just behind you,

Said Sergei and without giving anything to respond to Igor added:

–Go here.

Despite the difference in the age of only one year, Sergei was above Igor almost on his head, a sturdy stocky, with short-cropped dark hair, and gray blue eyes, glasses, a dark plastic frame. He was clearly alarmed, they walked along the corridor and opened the door and found themselves in front of the security room, there were six police officers.

–What are you doing here?

Somehow one of the police officers asked rudely,

–Working.

For some reason, Igor and Sergey answered in chorus.

The policeman continued as if nothing had happened.

"What are your surnames?"

– We are Kruglovs.

Sergey answered. They just noticed that the policeman has a security log in his hands, and the security room is closed and from there the voices of two other policemen and Bones are heard.

– Go where you went …

A police officer clenched through his teeth, noticing that they were staring at the door, and made some notes in the magazine. Ten minutes later, Igor and Sergei were already walking across the park to a stop, a cold wind was blowing and it began to rain. The weather finally deteriorated, the siren sounded every now and then. When they finally got to the stop, it was already twenty minutes past eleven in the evening, the first thing that caught their eye when they approached the stop was the military Hammer.