{"id":9256,"date":"2012-11-25T11:21:00","date_gmt":"2012-11-25T09:21:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=9256"},"modified":"2012-12-24T21:16:10","modified_gmt":"2012-12-24T19:16:10","slug":"administratorul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/?p=9256","title":{"rendered":"Administratorul"},"content":{"rendered":"

de A. R. Deleanu
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\nclick here<\/a> for the English version\n<\/p>\n

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\nC\u00e2nd creatura \u00eei trecu prin fa\u0163a ma\u015finii, ap\u0103r\u00e2nd \u015fi disp\u0103r\u00e2nd \u00eentr-o clip\u0103 ca un fulger \u00een noapte, c\u0103l\u0103torul \u015ftiu c\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 opreasc\u0103. Nu v\u0103zuse ce era, un c\u00e2ine probabil, vulpe?, nu \u015ftia, nu conta \u2013 condusese deja de peste dou\u0103zeci de ore, f\u0103cuse c\u00e2teva alegeri gre\u015fite, st\u00e2nga, dreapta \u2013 r\u0103scruci, se temea de ele \u2013 \u015fi drumul pe care ajunsese, un drum pe care, dac\u0103 ar fi avut o hart\u0103, l-ar fi c\u0103utat \u00een zadar, nu p\u0103rea s\u0103 duc\u0103 nic\u0103ieri. \u00cencerc\u0103 s\u0103-\u015fi mai \u0163in\u0103 ochii deschi\u015fi c\u00e2teva ore, poate chiar zeci de minute, p\u00e2n\u0103 la o nou\u0103 r\u0103scruce, lumini\u015f, o sta\u0163ie ciobit\u0103 \u00een strad\u0103, un motel, ceva, orice, dar m\u00e2inile nu-l mai ascultau, a\u015fa c\u0103, lu\u00e2nd o ultim\u0103 gur\u0103 de ap\u0103 din sticla de pe scaunul din dreapta, c\u0103lc\u0103 accelera\u0163ia, ad\u00e2ncindu-se \u015fi mai mult \u00een noapte.<\/p>\n

Dar, la un moment dat, pe neb\u0103nuite, i se p\u0103ru c\u0103 vede cu col\u0163ul ochiului drept un indicator. Viteza era prea mare ca s\u0103 opreasc\u0103 brusc \u015fi nici nu avea for\u0163a s\u0103 \u00eentoarc\u0103, dar \u015ftiu, b\u0103nui, c\u0103 de data aceasta mintea nu-i mai juca feste \u015fi c\u0103 \u00een cur\u00e2nd ceva avea s\u0103 spulbere monotonia liniar\u0103 a acelei \u015fosele \u00eentunecate din inima p\u0103durii.<\/p>\n

B\u0103nuiala se dovedi \u00eentemeiat\u0103: dup\u0103 numai dou\u0103 minute, c\u00e2teva lumini \u00eei ap\u0103rur\u0103 \u00een fa\u0163\u0103, iar pe dreapta se deschise un spa\u0163iu deloc vast, at\u00e2t c\u00e2t s\u0103 \u00eencap\u0103 un mic motel cu dou\u0103 geamuri luminate, cu multe altele scufundate \u00een bezn\u0103.<\/p>\n

Slav\u0103 Domnului, \u015fopti \u015fi sim\u0163i cum mu\u015fchii i se relaxeaz\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 voia lui, semn c\u0103, dac\u0103 nu i-ar fi ie\u015fit \u00een cale aceast\u0103 minune, ar fi avut de ales: fie ar fi \u00eennoptat \u00een ma\u015fin\u0103, fie ar fi condus mai departe, ambele op\u0163iuni p\u0103r\u00e2ndu-i, \u00een acea t\u00e2rzie or\u0103 din noapte, av\u00e2nd sumbrul deznod\u0103m\u00e2nt al somnului etern, profund.<\/p>\n

Un fior \u00eel trecu \u015fi trase de volan. Parc\u0103 ma\u015fina \u015fi inspect\u0103 motelul cu ochi \u00eence\u0163o\u015fa\u0163i de somn. Mai mult de jum\u0103tate din cl\u0103dire era ascuns\u0103 \u00een cea\u0163\u0103 \u015fi \u00een bezn\u0103, doar din spatele a dou\u0103 geamuri ardea lumina. De undeva se auzeau broa\u015fte \u00eenc\u0103lec\u00e2ndu-se. Aerul era umed \u015fi noaptea rece. Luna era ascuns\u0103 \u00een spatele copacilor de\u015fi, ca suspendat\u0103 \u00een crengi asemenea unei mu\u015fte \u00eentr-o p\u00e2nz\u0103 de paianjen. Dar nu conta, nimic nu mai prea conta \u2013 \u00eei era somn, a\u015fa c\u0103 f\u0103cu un pas pe treptele de lemn \u015fi ascult\u0103. Un clic<\/i> \u015fi lumina dintr-una dintre camere se stinse, apoi o u\u015f\u0103 se \u00eenchise \u015fi cea din fa\u0163\u0103 se deschise. Din spatele ei ie\u015fi o siluet\u0103 a unui om, aureola becului puternic al recep\u0163iei orbindu-l pe noul vizitator. Administratorul f\u0103cu doi pa\u015fi \u00een fa\u0163\u0103 \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torul putu s\u0103-l vad\u0103: era un b\u0103rbat \u00eenalt, cam a\u015fa ca el, brunet, cu ochii mari \u015fi negri, dar cu o piele foarte palid\u0103. Respira des \u015fi scurt, de parc\u0103 ar fi fugit, \u015fi privea \u00een jur, c\u0103ut\u00e2nd pe cineva, uit\u00e2ndu-se dup\u0103 ceva, nu \u015ftia, nu conta.<\/p>\n

Ave\u0163i o camer\u0103 liber\u0103, domnule? \u00eentreb\u0103 c\u0103l\u0103torul.<\/p>\n

Administratorul \u00eel privi \u015fi, cu un gest ambiguu din m\u00e2n\u0103, ca \u015fi cum ar fi alungat ceva din aer, \u00eel invit\u0103 \u00een\u0103untru. Se post\u0103 \u00een spatele biroului \u015fi se aplec\u0103 asupra caietului imens din fa\u0163a lui. C\u0103l\u0103torul observ\u0103 c\u0103 administratorului \u00eei tremurau m\u00e2inile.<\/p>\n

Cum v\u0103 numi\u0163i? \u00eentreb\u0103 administratorul.<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103torul \u00eei spuse numele \u015fi administratorul \u00eel not\u0103 \u00een caiet.<\/p>\n

\u015ei dumneavoastr\u0103 cum v\u0103 numi\u0163i, domnule?<\/p>\n

Administratorul \u00eel privi \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torului i se p\u0103ru c\u0103 vede ochii unui animal \u00eencol\u0163it. Privirea administratorului c\u0103zu pe placa de pe birou \u015fi citi.<\/p>\n

Toma.<\/p>\n

\u015ei, sub nume: administrator hotel Valea Prinsorii.<\/p>\n

Mul\u0163umesc.<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103torul voia s\u0103 doarm\u0103 c\u00e2teva ceasuri, ca apoi s\u0103 plece la drum dis-de-diminea\u0163\u0103, s\u0103 p\u0103r\u0103seasc\u0103 p\u0103durile \u015fi s\u0103-\u015fi g\u0103seasc\u0103 calea c\u0103tre zone mai civilizate, cu m\u00e2ncare, cu ap\u0103 \u015fi cu propozi\u0163ii elaborate. Avea de ajuns undeva, \u00ee\u015fi spuse, \u015fi nu e vreme de pierdut.<\/p>\n

Deci? \u00eentreb\u0103.<\/p>\n

Ah, tres\u0103ri administratorul. Cheia, da. Camera…<\/p>\n

Se uit\u0103 \u00een cutia de pe perete.<\/p>\n

Camera 19, zise.<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103torul \u00ee\u015fi lu\u0103 cheia \u015fi se \u00eentoarse.<\/p>\n

Domnule, zise administratorul, m\u0103 scuza\u0163i. V\u0103 rog s\u0103 scoate\u0163i ma\u015fina de pe alee \u015fi s\u0103 o duce\u0163i \u00een spatele casei. Avem mul\u0163i clien\u0163i \u015fi nu am vrea s\u0103 le bloc\u0103m accesul…<\/p>\n

Zise toate acestea privind \u00een jos, \u00een gol, evit\u00e2nd privirea c\u0103l\u0103torului, sfios \u015fi \u00eenc\u0103 tremur\u00e2nd.<\/p>\n

Desigur, zise c\u0103l\u0103torul \u015fi plec\u0103.<\/p>\n

Porni farurile \u015fi strecur\u0103 ma\u015fina prin poteca \u00eengust\u0103 din st\u00e2nga casei, intr\u00e2nd \u00eentr-o curte. Lipsa copacilor f\u0103cea ca lumina lunii fie mai puternic\u0103 acolo, \u00een curtea plin\u0103 cu ma\u015fini, unele noi, altele foarte vechi, chiar de epoc\u0103, ar fi zis. Unele \u00een stare bun\u0103, altele ruinate, m\u00e2ncate de rugin\u0103 \u015fi acoperite de licheni. Parc\u0103 \u015fi ie\u015fi din ma\u015fin\u0103. Se uit\u0103 \u00een jur \u015fi v\u0103zu poteca \u015ferpuind printre ma\u015fini spre inima p\u0103durii, de unde se auzeau vag, distant, glasul broa\u015ftelor \u015fi, parc\u0103, clipocitul unei ape.<\/p>\n

Oboseala \u00eei \u00eencerca trupul \u015fi, capitul\u00e2nd, hot\u0103r\u00ee s\u0103 nu-\u015fi mai \u00eencarce g\u00e2ndurile cu \u00eentreb\u0103ri inutile \u015fi s\u0103 se retrag\u0103 \u00een camer\u0103. Urc\u00e2nd sc\u0103rile interioare ale motelului, \u00eencerc\u0103 s\u0103 nu se lase afectat de groaznicul miros ce s\u0103l\u0103\u015fluia pe holurile \u00eentunecate.<\/p>\n

E numai o noapte, \u00ee\u015fi spuse \u015fi intr\u0103 \u00een camer\u0103, se strecur\u0103 pe \u00eentuneric \u00een pat \u015fi, \u00eembr\u0103cat, adormi.<\/p>\n

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Se trezi dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva ore trecute cu bine de miezul nop\u0163ii, cuprins de o agita\u0163ie nefireasc\u0103. I se p\u0103ru c\u0103 aude un muget prelung \u015fi tres\u0103ri. Se uit\u0103 \u00een jur. Ochii \u00eei erau acum obi\u015fnui\u0163i cu \u00eentunericul, a\u015fa c\u0103 putu deslu\u015fi cu u\u015furin\u0163\u0103 formele \u00eentunecate din camer\u0103. Mobilele erau acoperite cu p\u00e2nze mari, negre, p\u0103r\u00e2nd gr\u0103mezi haotice, mun\u0163i de ceva, orice, mascate de \u00eentuneric. Privi pe geam \u015fi abia atunci observ\u0103 mi\u015fcarea de afar\u0103. Administratorul ie\u015fea din p\u0103dure pe poteca dintre ma\u015fini, salopeta sa din cauciuc \u015fi sacul de nailon negru ce-l tr\u0103gea dup\u0103 el str\u0103lucind \u00een b\u0103taia lunii. Sacul p\u0103rea greu, administratorul c\u0103lca ap\u0103sat \u015fi se oprea dup\u0103 fiecare pas s\u0103-l smuceasc\u0103 c\u0103tre el. C\u0103l\u0103torul \u00eel urm\u0103ri din spatele perdelelor, p\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd acesta disp\u0103ru sub geamul s\u0103u. Apoi deschise \u00eencet fereastra \u015fi privi \u00een jos, unde \u00eel v\u0103zu pe administrator cobor\u00e2nd c\u00e2teva trepte spre ceea ce p\u0103rea a fi o pivni\u0163\u0103, tr\u0103g\u00e2nd sacul dup\u0103 el, sufl\u00e2nd, g\u00e2f\u00e2ind.<\/p>\n

\u00cengrozit, c\u0103l\u0103torul \u00eenchise geamul \u015fi se a\u015fez\u0103 din nou pe pat. \u00cencerc\u0103 s\u0103 \u00eenchid\u0103 ochii, dar imaginea administratorului \u00eembr\u0103cat \u00een salopet\u0103 de cauciuc, tr\u0103g\u00e2nd dup\u0103 el un sac de nailon negru, nu-i p\u0103r\u0103sea \u00eentunericul din spatele pleoapelor. Se foi \u00een pat, g\u00e2ndindu-se dac\u0103 s\u0103 plece sau nu, dac\u0103 i-a ajuns somnul, dac\u0103 nu cumva viseaz\u0103, dac\u0103 i s-a p\u0103rut. Alung\u0103 somnul cu un salt din pat \u015fi deschise u\u015fa. De jos se auzi mi\u015fcare \u2013 u\u015fa de la intrare, apoi pa\u015fi, apoi \u00eenc\u0103 o u\u015f\u0103 sc\u00e2r\u0163\u00e2ind. Cobor\u00ee treptele \u00eencet, pe v\u00e2rfuri, \u015fi se opri \u00een dreptul camerei administratorului. U\u015fa era \u00eentredeschis\u0103 \u015fi-l v\u0103zu pe acesta dezbr\u0103c\u00e2ndu-\u015fi salopeta, \u00eembibat \u00een transpira\u0163ie, respira\u0163ia gr\u0103bit\u0103, m\u00e2inile tremur\u00e2nd. Merse mai departe \u015fi deschise cu grij\u0103 u\u015fa de la intrare. Ocoli apoi casa \u015fi se opri \u00een fa\u0163a pivni\u0163ei. Pe jos observ\u0103 o d\u00e2r\u0103 umed\u0103 ce ie\u015fea din p\u0103dure \u015fi intra \u00een beci. Cobor\u00ee.<\/p>\n

Era \u00eentuneric, lumina lunii nu b\u0103tea p\u00e2n\u0103 acolo jos. C\u0103ut\u0103 un \u00eentrerup\u0103tor pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 u\u015f\u0103, dar, p\u00e2n\u0103 s\u0103-l g\u0103seasc\u0103, auzi un fo\u015fnet \u015fi un sc\u00e2rbos zgomot de plesc\u0103it umed. S\u00e2ngele \u00eei urc\u0103 \u00een t\u00e2mple \u015fi c\u0103ut\u0103 \u00eentrerup\u0103torul cu ambele m\u00e2ini p\u00e2n\u0103 \u00eel g\u0103si. Lumina invad\u0103 pivni\u0163a \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torului \u00eei veni greu s\u0103 \u00een\u0163eleag\u0103 ce vedea: beciul nu era asfaltat sau pietruit, doar p\u0103m\u00e2nt moale \u015fi, \u00een mijlocul lui, se deschidea o gur\u0103 imens\u0103 cu buze groase din n\u0103mol, f\u0103r\u0103 din\u0163i, plesc\u0103ind, molf\u0103ind buc\u0103\u0163i gre\u0163oase de carne gri ca lutul. L\u00e2ng\u0103 gur\u0103 era sacul negru, desf\u0103cut, golit pe jum\u0103tate \u015fi culcat la p\u0103m\u00e2nt, iar \u00een el c\u0103l\u0103torul putu vedea ni\u015fte creaturi hidoase, b\u0103loase \u015fi ur\u00e2t mirositoare, asemenea unor mormoloci imen\u015fi, f\u0103r\u0103 ochi, f\u0103r\u0103 membre, colc\u0103ind lin \u015fi alunecos.<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103torul se \u00eentoarse s\u0103 fug\u0103, dar \u00een u\u015f\u0103 \u00eel a\u015ftepta administratorul. Urm\u0103 o clip\u0103 de lini\u015fte, doar plesc\u0103itul gurii \u015fi fo\u015fnetul sacului se mai auzeau \u00een noapte. Administratorul p\u0103rea \u015fi el la fel de \u00eenfrico\u015fat \u015fi agitat.<\/p>\n

Las\u0103-m\u0103 s\u0103 plec, spuse c\u0103l\u0103torul.<\/p>\n

Stai, nu \u00een\u0163elegi, zise administatorul. Las\u0103-mi s\u0103-\u0163i explic. Eu…<\/p>\n

Nimic! Taci! strig\u0103 c\u0103l\u0103torul \u015fi se n\u0103pusti asupra lui, \u00eemping\u00e2ndu-l din u\u015f\u0103.<\/p>\n

Urc\u0103 treptele beciului \u00een fug\u0103 \u015fi ocoli casa. Intr\u0103 \u00een\u0103untru \u015fi urc\u0103 \u00een camer\u0103 \u015f\u0103-\u015fi ia lucrurile \u015fi cheile de la ma\u015fin\u0103, hot\u0103r\u00e2t s\u0103 p\u0103r\u0103seasc\u0103 motelul c\u00e2t mai repede. Ie\u015fi pe hol \u015fi fu din nou \u00eent\u00e2mpinat de administrator, agitat, tremur\u00e2nd \u015fi \u00eencerc\u00e2nd s\u0103-l opreasc\u0103.<\/p>\n

Stai, zise, nu \u00een\u0163elegi. Trebuie s\u0103…<\/p>\n

Las\u0103-m\u0103! strig\u0103 c\u0103l\u0103torul \u015fi \u00eencerc\u0103 s\u0103 se smulg\u0103 din bra\u0163ele administratorului.<\/p>\n

A\u015fa trebuie…, striga acesta ag\u0103\u0163\u00e2ndu-se de c\u0103l\u0103tor, smucindu-l, prinz\u00e2ndu-l de m\u00e2ini, de picioare, de ceaf\u0103.<\/p>\n

Las\u0103-m\u0103! D\u0103-mi drumul! strig\u0103 c\u0103l\u0103torul.<\/p>\n

Administratorul \u00eel prinse de fa\u0163\u0103, degetele, \u00eenc\u0103 ude, acoperite de mucusul acelor creaturi alunecoase, \u00eentr\u00e2ndu-i \u00een gur\u0103 \u015fi \u00een nas. C\u0103l\u0103torul reu\u015fi s\u0103-i aplice un pumn \u00een burt\u0103 \u015fi administratorul se pr\u0103bu\u015fi la podea. C\u0103l\u0103torul f\u0103cu primul pas pe sc\u0103ri, dar administratorul \u00eel prinse de picioare \u015fi am\u00e2ndoi se pr\u0103v\u0103lir\u0103 pe sc\u0103rile interminabile ale motelului. Apoi se f\u0103cu \u00eentuneric.<\/p>\n

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Se trezi deasupra trupului administratorului la baza sc\u0103rilor. \u00ce\u015fi apropie urechea de nasul acestuia \u2013 nu respira. Din ceafa administratorului se scurgeau firicele de s\u00e2nge. C\u0103l\u0103torul se ridic\u0103 \u015fi se uit\u0103 \u00een jur. Abia dup\u0103 c\u00e2teva clipe, c\u00e2nd totul reveni \u015fi \u00een\u0163elese unde era, frica \u00eel n\u0103p\u0103di din nou. Ridic\u0103 trupul ne\u00eensufle\u0163it al administratorului \u015fi-l c\u0103r\u0103 \u00een fa\u0163a celei mai apropiate \u00eenc\u0103peri. Deschise u\u015fa \u015fi mirosul \u00eel lovi drept \u00een frunte. Aprinse lumina: \u00een camera imens\u0103 erau dou\u0103 mese lungi pline cu m\u00e2nc\u0103ruri somptuoase, dar putrede, tot numai mucegai \u015fi mu\u015fchi, viermi \u015fi molii. Pe scaune erau cadavrele a nenum\u0103ra\u0163i b\u0103rba\u0163i descompu\u015fi, unii mai mult, al\u0163ii mai pu\u0163ini, bur\u0163ile umflate, pielea soioas\u0103, c\u00e2te un os, gingii belite, ochii usca\u0163i \u00een orbite. Mirosul era insuportabil \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torul se aplec\u0103 s\u0103 vomite, dar n-avea ce, a\u015fa c\u0103 r\u0103mase o clip\u0103 \u00een u\u015f\u0103, str\u0103b\u0103tut de fiorii stomacului, cu ochii \u00eenl\u0103crima\u0163i, gura larg deschis\u0103. O musc\u0103 i se a\u015fez\u0103 pe buze, apoi zbur\u0103. \u00ce\u015fi reveni \u015fi-l trase pe administrator \u00een\u0103untru. \u00cel ridic\u0103 \u015fi-l a\u015fez\u0103 pe unul dintre scaunele libere \u015fi observ\u0103 c\u0103 \u00een jurul meselor erau \u015fi paturi, unul l\u00e2ng\u0103 cel\u0103lalt, divane, comode, fotolii, toate acoperite de cadavre descompuse, mumii p\u0103stoase. Ie\u015fi din camer\u0103 \u015fi \u00eenchise u\u015fa \u00een urma lui. C\u0103zu \u00een genunchi \u015fi-\u015fi prinse capul \u00een palme.<\/p>\n

Doamne… ce…<\/p>\n

Nu-\u015fi mai sim\u0163ea bra\u0163ele sau picioarele, nici inima b\u0103t\u00e2nd \u00een piept. Se vedea parc\u0103 de sus, dintr-un col\u0163 al holului, pl\u00e2ng\u00e2nd, tremur\u00e2nd, lament\u00e2ndu-se.<\/p>\n

\u015ei apoi auzi mugetul… Era un sunet grav, din ad\u00e2ncuri, \u015fi, auzindu-l, \u00een\u0163elese c\u0103 acela\u015fi muget \u00eel trezise \u015fi pe el din somn cu ceva timp \u00een urm\u0103. Se ridic\u0103 \u015fi ascult\u0103. Ecoul str\u0103b\u0103tea holurile, lovindu-se de pere\u0163i, pierz\u00e2ndu-se undeva \u00een \u00eentunericul etajelor superioare. Mugetul urca din pivni\u0163\u0103 lung, maiestuos, grav, ca un strig\u0103t al veacurilor, aduc\u00e2nd cu el \u00eencle\u015ftarea rocilor, \u00eenc\u0103lecarea pl\u0103cilor, r\u0103coarea ad\u00e2ncurilor, duhoarea p\u0103m\u00e2nturilor. C\u0103l\u0103torul ascult\u0103 \u015fi, \u00een sf\u00e2r\u015fit, \u00een\u0163elese.<\/p>\n

Cobor\u00ee \u00een pivni\u0163\u0103 \u015fi se a\u015fez\u0103 l\u00e2ng\u0103 gura din p\u0103m\u00e2nt. Sacul fo\u015fnea \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torul observ\u0103 c\u0103 una dintre creaturile lipicioase se chinuia s\u0103 ias\u0103 din el. Era ultima \u015fi se prinsese \u00een sac. Se zb\u0103tea, iar gura mugea a foame. C\u0103l\u0103torul ridic\u0103 sacul \u015fi eliber\u0103 creatura. O lu\u0103 \u00een bra\u0163e \u015fi o m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie, o leg\u0103n\u0103 \u015fi o alint\u0103. Se a\u015fez\u0103 din nou \u00een genunchi l\u00e2ng\u0103 despic\u0103tura din p\u0103m\u00e2nt \u015fi \u00eei fredon\u0103 creaturii un c\u00e2ntec de leag\u0103n, acompaniat de mugetul epocilor ca o org\u0103 monolitic\u0103. Ridic\u0103 creatura deasupra gurii \u015fi o l\u0103s\u0103 s\u0103 cad\u0103. Mugetul \u00eencet\u0103 \u015fi gura \u00eencepu s\u0103 plesc\u0103ie, devor\u00e2nd cu poft\u0103 giganticul mormoloc.<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103torul tres\u0103ri \u2013 auzi o ma\u015fin\u0103. Prin u\u015fa pivni\u0163ei se vedeau primele semne ale dimine\u0163ii. C\u0103l\u0103torul urc\u0103 \u015fi ocoli casa. Se opri \u00een fa\u0163a ma\u015finii ce tocmai intra pe alee, dar nu zise nimic. Avea emo\u0163ii, tremura. Din ma\u015fin\u0103 ie\u015fi un t\u00e2n\u0103r. C\u0103l\u0103torul \u00eel privi \u015fi, cu gest din m\u00e2n\u0103, \u00eel invit\u0103 \u00een\u0103untru. Deschise caietul de pe biroul recep\u0163iei \u015fi sim\u0163i cum \u00eei tremur\u0103 filele \u00eentre degete.<\/p>\n

Bun\u0103 diminea\u0163a! zise t\u00e2n\u0103rul.<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103torul nu zise nimic, sim\u0163i emo\u0163iile strecur\u00e2ndu-se \u00een extremit\u0103\u0163i, ro\u015feala din obraji, bobul de transpira\u0163ie. Lu\u0103 pixul \u00eentre degete \u015fi \u00eentreb\u0103:<\/p>\n

Cum v\u0103 numi\u0163i?<\/p>\n

T\u00e2n\u0103rul \u00eei spuse numele \u015fi c\u0103l\u0103torul not\u0103 \u00een caiet.<\/p>\n

Cu cine am onoarea, domnule? \u00eentreb\u0103 t\u00e2n\u0103rul, iar ochii c\u0103l\u0103torului c\u0103zur\u0103 pe placa cu numele de pe birou \u015fi, \u00eenchiz\u00e2nd caietul, zise:<\/p>\n

Toma. Administrator.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

de A. R. Deleanu   click here for the English version   C\u00e2nd creatura \u00eei trecu prin fa\u0163a ma\u015finii, ap\u0103r\u00e2nd \u015fi disp\u0103r\u00e2nd \u00eentr-o clip\u0103 ca un fulger \u00een noapte, c\u0103l\u0103torul \u015ftiu c\u0103 trebuie s\u0103 opreasc\u0103. Nu v\u0103zuse ce era, un c\u00e2ine probabil, vulpe?, nu \u015ftia, nu conta \u2013 condusese deja de peste dou\u0103zeci de ore, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[946,125],"tags":[961,1161,62,1129],"class_list":["post-9256","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-egophobia-36","category-invitat","tag-a-r-deleanu","tag-egophobia-36","tag-flavius-ardelean","tag-invitat"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p6DakB-2pi","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9256","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9256"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9256\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9277,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9256\/revisions\/9277"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9256"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9256"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/egophobia.ro\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9256"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}