“Unnecessary people”

In general, I bring to your attention the beginning of a new story. It is interesting to listen to the opinion of whether it is worth continuing.
P.S. Suddenly I saw the name of the next series “Island of Unnecessary People”. Struck. I read the annotation. Everything is fine, only part of the name is similar, the plot is absolutely radically different. So just in case I say, not plagiarism.
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Past stories:
“Captivity”
“Over the abyss”
“Nihil”
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Cold. The wind walks along a raw and cold cave, preventing him from warming up. Outside, the shore, a sandy shore with gray sand, to which waves run one after another. One by one. Retreat and again gently rush forward. Their noise relaxes, I want to close my eyes and just lie down, listening to the sea. Forget about everything and just lie down. But how to forget everything … if you don’t remember anything?

When I woke up, night has already come. The silver disk of the moon was reflected, refracting in the waves, building a path that goes to the horizon itself. The Black Sea merged with the horizon. The sky was in abundance decorated with ripe clusters of the constellations emitting soft light.
How I got here? Who I am? Hmm, I can’t even remember my own name … Surprisingly, all this did not scare me. The place that I got into, reassured, made me not think about anything. And really, what’s the difference who I am, what I am doing here … I sat, listening to the waves and decided to walk along the shore, because I did not want to sleep at all. Sand did not prick his feet, it was easy to go. To my left, a rock towered, all in cracks and overgrown with moss.
For the first time I drew attention to what I was dressed in. White shirt, trousers … there were no shoes. All rumpled and dirty, but it was evident that clothes for work. So I worked someone? But how to say who I worked if I don’t know who I am? Oh, it’s better to just go further and don’t think about anything.
A few minutes later I saw dancing reflections on the rock. Going around the rock, I saw a small bonfire, next to which a man was sitting about thirty. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt with rolled up sleeves and short breeches. He was half -laying next to the bonfire, lazily shinging the coals with a stick.
I carefully approached the stranger.
– Hello, you … who? – I said awkwardly, not knowing how best to start a conversation in a similar situation. – I … I do not remember my name. Tell me where we are, and what is happening at all.
The man slowly turned to me and sat down, leaning his hand on the ground. I could now consider his face better. He had short blond hair and a long tangled beard.
– Marvelous. Another. Well, – the man got up and came up to me. – My name is Jeremy, at your service. – a man called Jeremy smiled sly.
– I don’t remember my name.
“They are understandable,” Jeremy winked, “why is it needed at all, you didn’t think?
– Well, so that … you can live in society, unless not? In addition, thanks to the name you become a personality, ”I answered uncertainly.
-Haha, personality, said too! So I’ll tell you secretly, ”with these words, Jeremy made a conspiratorial look and, leaning towards me, whispered – your name is Charlie.
– How do you know? I said in amazing.
“This is then,” Jeremy dismissed. – I wanted to tell you something else. Your name is Charlie, we have already found out. You say that the name makes you a personality, distinguishes from others. But I knew, for your information, a hundred guys who were called Charlie. Each of them! That is, such as you already at least a hundred people. And this is a miserable name, the owner of which you are not, makes you a person? Funny!
Jeremy grinned a little smugly and went to the gaping waves.
Strange conversations of no less strange Jeremy discouraged me.
– Sorry, but all this can be left for later! Just tell me who I am and where I am?
Jeremy still stood and looked at the waves.
– Hmm, what is my work to do. They always need to explain everything that it would give them something, ”Jeremy said, as if to himself.
He turned abruptly and smiled again, though a little exhausted.
– You know, Charlie, let’s go. At the same time we will discuss everything, I’ll explain everything to you. Let’s go, – Jeremy turned away and walked further along the shore with a springy step.
I had no choice but to follow him. The head was going on from the number of questions. I looked at the fire, looked at the dancing flame and, turning away, hurried after a strange new acquaintance.

Jeremy and I walked along a narrow path, deepening into the far deep into the island. The path was tributan, so someone is constantly walking on it? But who? One Jeremy? But why? And who is he at all?
All these questions nibbled me from the inside, trying to break out, but Jeremy was in the calm of silence. Finally I could not stand it.
– Who are you, damn it?! What is this island? What am I doing here, in the end?!
Jeremy was silent for a bit and finally answered.
– Why start … Well, imagine, just imagine the population of the whole planet. Introduced?
– Well, yes … why.
– Wait, don’t ask questions. In general, the entire population is a huge horde of people. People tend to multiply, thereby increasing the population even more. Of course, death should regulate the number of people, but she does not have time for everyone, so to speak. Thus, the earth threatens the overpopulation. How to deal with this, you will ask? – Jeremy looked at me with a smile and went further again, as if nothing had happened – but not all people are needed by the earth needed. That is, in this huge wave of overpopulation there are a lot of people. They just take a place, no one needs them. They will not become great scientists, doctors, artists. They just occupy someone else’s place. Such people just disappear once. There were a man – and there is no. But not everyone is taken away, but only some. So you can say, you just have no luck. They are removed from the ground, remove any mention of them – and they refer to the islands. For each unnecessary person, one island is used. So there are a great many islands. But getting from one to another is impossible. In general, welcome to your personal island, on which you will exist peacefully until your death. And after death, ”added Jeremy“ another unnecessary person will take your place. Cycle.
I was silent, amazed. I’m unnecessary? Not suitable for anything? And for this the rest of my life I will spend here. Cut off from the whole world.
– Jeremy, but … is it really nothing to do?! – I shouted with despair. – Why exactly I?! Why…
“Why, Charlie.”? Why exactly you? I will delight you – you can’t even imagine how many people are currently contained on such islands. You are just one of a million. No need to try to give significance to yourself when the whole world recognized your uselessness.
– I … is it really all?! – I stopped in the middle of the path. – Nothing … you can’t do it.
Jeremy, not paying any attention to me, still walked forward. His absolute indifference to me, then the calmness with which he spoke of my fate … Explosion. Detonation.
I rushed forward and fell on Jeremy from the back, began to beat, not looking where. Blood sprayed. His face twitched from blows, blood streams quickly fled from the nose and broken lips. But Jeremy only laughed. He laughed without even trying to resist. He spread his arms to the sides, as if enjoying the beating.
I staggered back, panting, still clenching and holding my fists.
Jeremy, laughing, slowly rose from the ground. His broken lips suddenly grimaced in a semblance of a smile.
“Thank you, Charlie.”! If you knew how tired I am. And how boring is it here. You are the first in the last ten years who tried to beat me, – Jeremy shrugged – others simply closed and ran away, not paying attention to the provocations. They were too absorbed in their grief.
– Who are you? – exhaling heavily, I asked and stepped to Jeremy.
-I am essentially something like the owner of the apartment here, who rents it all up to new and new residents. I just have to introduce new arrivals to the course of business, that is, to explain everything to them. The rest is not my concern.
– How much are you already here? – I said doomedly, realizing all the hopelessness of my position.
– Three hundred and fifty -four years, three months and twelve days. A lot, true?
– Damn, what did you do here at all three hundred years ago?
– It doesn’t matter, my dear Charlie. It is unlikely that I will tell you this story. But who knows? We will have to go here for a very long time.
Jeremy turned around and went on. And I all stood on this path, looking at the path forward, but, not seeing it.

– Here, here will be your housing. The most convenient place, ”Jeremy pointed his hand to a gaping black passage in a rock. – Everyone lived here before you. Behind me. Suffle, here is a low vault.
I followed Jeremy into my future housing. The cave from the inside was small, but dry and quite reliable. A small bonfire cracked, radiating heat. In different corners of the cave there were two stone stoves covered with straw flooring.
– Here actually I sleep here, and there you. – Jeremy went to his sleeping place and sat down on the “bed”. – Stand.
I slowly went up to my couch and, half -born, asked:
– And all? What to do here?
– Like what? There are many useful classes. Hunting, for example. I’ll not bring you food here on a saucer, be kind to get it yourself. You can also walk around the island, look at the sea, waves … – Jeremy looked at me with a grin. I was a shadow of mockery in his smile. – A lot of things.
– You’re funny, yes?! Of course, I am just another “dummy” for you, boring insignificance. Noble that will simply die sooner or later, like everything before him. After all?! I ask you, because so?!
Jeremy somehow looked at me strangely, from his gaze suddenly became terribly.
– Dear Charlie, if you do not mind, I’ll go, I’ll go across the island, so as not to interfere with you to carefully consider my … plans for the future. And your position. To the soon.

***
A man named Jeremy walked along a gray sandy shore. Is it a person? Jeremy himself did not know who he was. He just walked along his own traces along the old route through the island.
Dawn. The sun slowly floats out of the horizon, impregnating the sea with its light and paints, warming the cold face of Jeremy.
He goes and is afraid of what he will see. He sees it every day, but is afraid as for the first time. Familiar ledge. The body makes trembling, I don’t want to look there. Where it all ended.

I sit and swing like a monk praying to my God. But I’m not a monk. I have no God. But God does not have me.
God does not care about me. He did not give me a chance to become … at least someone! Did not give a chance to just live his life. Others have more rights to this? No. No more. They were just lucky. And they did not deserve it.
The world … the world is terrible. And this makes religion a very painful thing. A girl who did this was arrested somewhere was raped and killed somewhere. You sincerely wish them death. You sincerely regret the girl. And then you think – like a god, the good God with whom this world created, and obliged to follow evil and punish it, was able to allow it? You begin to be disappointed in God and in your religion and in everything. And the already ghostly meaning of existence begins to fade away. Suddenly in the brain, like a bright light of a lantern flashes:

– What if she deserved it?

Vera seems to begin https://magic-win-casino.net/ to return, but one thing remains. Small, but gnawing from the inside, haunting. What could this girl do, which deserved such death? Nothing.
She was just out of luck.

But I still pray. To whom? Don’t know. I never remembered anything about my past life. Now I have only this real and dead end future.
I am forever excommunicated from civilization. TV and the Internet. I will never read another useless article about life in principle indifferent to me pop stars. I will not look at the idiotic TV show. Absolute detachment. Vacuum. Separation.
Complete isolation.

A person flying down from the cliff. He flies with his hands wide, he feels like a free bird, an eagle, with a whistle, dissecting the air. But this is an illusion, the fall is inevitable. Who would you imagine sooner or later you will fall. The question is when?

***
I slowly climbed the narrow forest path. On the right there was a break delayed by the trees, one wrong movement and death will be a long and painful. Maybe it costs that? The greatest pleasure may be hidden in pain. She can revel in as love, which sometimes brings no less pain ..
The leg slings out on a bunch of small leaves, a cramp, piercing the whole body, an attempt to grasp something. But the hand does not find anything. I grab the air with my hand, in an attempt to find, but I understand too late that the air is empty. Flight. Interrupted. Sharp bitches pierces through the chest through, bloody bubbles pout and burst on the lips. Life begins to fade away … The soul flies away to nowhere.
Although no.
It seemed

Stones on the trail painfully dig into bare feet stained with mud. Branches of trees hurt the face painfully, but I don’t want to evade. I don’t care. Why am I going? Movement is life. What stupidity. A dying cramp is also a movement.

***
The path brought me to the top of the mountain. The mountain was the center of the island, as I managed to understand. The top was flat and quite wide. A strange structure towered in the center. Burial mound. At the foot of it, the entrance blackened. Who is buried here? One of the “unnecessary”? But why in three hundred and fifty years only one grave? I haven’t seen on the island anymore. Another riddle of the island, which, in principle, can guess. If you go inside. Terrible. But what are they afraid now?
The wind blew under the very clothes, the skin was covered with goosebumps. I cringed and wrapped around myself, trying to warm up. Well … go ahead. Who knows what I will see there.

– Damn … where am I? There is someone here?! Hey!
– Hi, my name is Jeremy.
– What? Who are you? And where am I?
– You are on the island ..

***
– It would seem that I have nothing more to seek. Life has lost its meaning. Everything he wanted was achieved. And then one day I woke up on the island. I was offered to stay here in order to live with “unnecessary” people referred to here. It’s just that on earth I myself became virtually unnecessary, but … I had another case that. And I agreed to stay here to observe the life of those unfortunates who were recognized unnecessary for society. Exchange wealth and luxury for leisurely creation in a place, which is impossible if you just want. This can only be achieved. Yes, interesting irony. Only those who have not achieved and will not achieve anything can get here. But this is what they have already achieved ..

***
Cloudy. The body lying below. The limbs are unnaturally twisted. Scarlet puddle of blood brilliant in the sun. Jeremy stood and looked distantly at his best friend’s body. His first “guest”, a young and cheerful guy named David. They made friends almost immediately as soon as David got to the island. They hunted together, fishing, just talked for hours about something … And now he died. So strange and ridiculous. Death is generally rarely beautiful and noble, for that it is and death. You can’t die gracefully. Death is always ugly.
Jeremy stood on a ledge all evening. Only then did he go downstairs, raised his friend’s body and buried in the very center of the island.

***
Jeremy never had friends among “exiles”. The bodies of the dead, he simply dropped into the water from the cliff.
Only after the death of David did he realize that he could no longer be here. But there was no way back. Jeremy stayed.
And the past too.

The mound was small. Dry stone walls cracked. Topped earthen floor. Someone goes here? Jeremiah.
On the walls – two torches, their light was flooded. In the center of a small mound of the earth, above it is a tombstone in the dark. You need to come closer to read what on it.
I carefully went to the grave. Only two phrases were carved on tombstones.

Rest in peace, David.
Goodbye, friend.

Jeremy’s friend?! Who is he? One of the “unnecessary”? But what happened to him, I whispered in amazing.
“He died,” a familiar voice behind his back said quietly.
I turned sharply facing the entrance.
– Jeremy … What are you doing here?
– I have a counter question for you, Charlie.
– I … just by chance came here. Jeremy … he, – I shook my head towards the grave. – Was your friend?
“Go away, Charlie,” Jeremy’s voice trembled a little. – Don’t come here anymore … Please.
– Okay, as you say … – I discouragedly retreated to the wall of the crypt.
I slowly walked around Jeremy, frozen and motionless as a statue that took his eyes to David’s grave, and hastily came out of the mound.
The evening has come. I cautiously descended in the gloom along the already familiar path and thought. What connected Jeremy and David? Why did Jeremy refused to tell anything about his friend … something very personal. I don’t understand.

***
A person known named Jeremy stood and looked at the grave of his best friend. He could not forget, no matter how hard he tried.

I was lying on my lounger in a cave with my hands under my head. My existence is pointless. Like the existence on Earth, actually … no. On Earth, everyone can find meaning and die with the thought that he lived his life, in happiness, finding his meaning. But he is mistaken. Its meaning in search of this very meaning. And if it seems to him that he found him, faith in this becomes his meaning. Self -deception is everywhere.
Suicide. Sin for some and the only way out for others. For me, for example. Or not? Oh, how tired I am from searching for answers … How do I want to find a miracle book with answers to all questions.
It suddenly seemed to get in the throat. I blinked and cried unexpectedly for myself. I choked on tears like a child who fell and torn in the blood naked knees. My fists were clenched tightly, my nails painfully dug in the palm. I have sharply erased the slots with my fist.
And sobbed even louder.

***
Jeremy quietly went to the entrance to the cave. He stood for a moment, listening to the sounds of crying, coming from the inside. And then he just turned around and left on the night of the island.

***
The wind howled like crazy. Rain poured from a bucket, large drops fell hail and crashed on the ground. Lightning flashed in the Black Heaven, cutting the sky and horizon. The waves in powerless rage rolled ashore, crashing into large suede stones lying next to the water.
I ran, not looking where, barely covering my face with my hands from the branches of the trees. Running to the waves, I fell face down into the water, spread my arms to the sides. And began to quietly dissolve in water, rain and thunder.

– Well, how you? – Jeremy sat next to me on me and peered into the face. – Oh, I barely managed to pull you out.
I coughed, there was a nasty salty taste in my mouth.
– What … what happened yesterday?
“You decided to drown, apparently,” Jeremy shrugged and looked towards the calm water.
Light. Soft morning rays sneaking into the depths of black water, illuminating it, exposing the darkness.
– I don’t remember anything.
“You got enough water, I managed to pull you out …” Jeremy picked up his face to the sky and suddenly said – I’m sorry.
– For what?
-I didn’t tell you right away, but now you probably need. You see, you can leave the island.
– How.
– The only way out of here is death. But not natural. Suicide. After suicide, you will find yourself on Earth. The fact is that suicide is very difficult. Imagine – deprive yourself. Only after passing this test, you can return. But there is one problem.
– What, Jeremy? You don’t understand, this is very important for me! – I almost shouted.
– You will be a completely different person. Get born again. With absolutely updated memory.
– Oh Lord … Why didn’t you say right away.
“I have already said this one person one day,” Jeremy said slowly with a stranger.
I was suddenly pierced. Now everything fell into place.
– You told this to David? And he committed suicide?
– Yes. I did not think that he would decide on this. But it turned out that he was ready for anything for the sake of insignificant, but still life. I thought he was my best friend, and he … betrayed me. – Jeremy suddenly turned away and fell silent. – Now that you know the truth … Choice is yours.
I faced a choice – to make sure of the failure, step over myself and be at home. Memory … But I already knew nothing of myself except my name, and then, only thanks to Jeremy. But Jeremy … I suddenly occurred to me.
– Listen … and you can return to Earth in this way?
Jeremy shook his head sadly.
– No. One of the conditions of my stay here was the inability to return. I have already made my choice. Now it’s your turn.
Choice. There is always a choice. Well, it turned out. The point is the complexity of this solution. I looked at Jeremy once again – he sat and as if calmly looked at the quiet waves, gently raving onto the sandy shore.
Leave him alone, as David did? Or stay? But what am I for him? Just a temporary cohabitant who helps to steal time. But what will I get by returning to the ground? Limited by power, laws and rules of life. Life is dirty, hard and meaningless. Murders, wars, genocide, drugs, prostitution … Do all these necessary people know, for which they are needed? I doubt. Maybe they know, but in fact it only seems to them.
Stay here in the quiet contemplation of the beauty of nature, not disfigured by man? In relatively complete freedom. But in our world everything is relative? But…
Is this our world?
– I’ll stay, Jeremy.
And although I did not see his face, I can swear that he smiled happily.

17 years later, I am sitting in the sand and listening to the waves running on this shore that has visited a lot. I thought about the choice and decision made seventeen years ago. And you know, I have never regretted him. Measured life, quiet contemplation. Purity. – Charlie! Come on, we still need to catch our dinner, then you will see enough of your waves.I smiled relaxedly. Despite the fact that I did not remember my past life, I was sure: for the first time I was really happy.