{"id":12453,"date":"2026-02-15T19:57:50","date_gmt":"2026-02-15T19:57:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/?p=12453"},"modified":"2026-02-15T19:57:50","modified_gmt":"2026-02-15T19:57:50","slug":"druhy-den-rano-kdyz-rita-pohledla-z-okna-doslova-ztuhla","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/?p=12453","title":{"rendered":"Druh\u00fd den r\u00e1no, kdy\u017e Rita pohl\u00e9dla z okna, doslova ZTUHLA."},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Nejd\u0159\u00edv si myslela, \u017ee je\u0161t\u011b sn\u00ed. M\u011bsto za sklem p\u016fsobilo jinak. P\u0159\u00edli\u0161 ti\u0161e. P\u0159\u00edli\u0161 pr\u00e1zdn\u011b. Mrkla, promnula si o\u010di a znovu se pod\u00edvala ven. Ne, nebyl to sen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Ulice, kter\u00e1 b\u00fdvala ka\u017ed\u00e9 r\u00e1no pln\u00e1 aut, sp\u011bchaj\u00edc\u00edch lid\u00ed a hluku tramvaj\u00ed, byla dokonale opu\u0161t\u011bn\u00e1. \u017d\u00e1dn\u00fd pohyb. \u017d\u00e1dn\u00fd zvuk motoru. Dokonce ani v\u00edtr nerozechv\u00edval v\u011btve strom\u016f. Jako by n\u011bkdo stiskl tla\u010d\u00edtko pauzy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rita otev\u0159ela okno. O\u010dek\u00e1vala chladn\u00fd rann\u00ed vzduch a vzd\u00e1len\u00fd \u0161um m\u011bsta. M\u00edsto toho ji obklopilo ticho tak hutn\u00e9, \u017ee j\u00ed zalehlo v u\u0161\u00edch. Srdce j\u00ed za\u010dalo b\u00edt rychleji.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201eTo nen\u00ed mo\u017en\u00e9,\u201c za\u0161eptala.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

V\u010dera ve\u010der bylo v\u0161echno norm\u00e1ln\u00ed. Vr\u00e1tila se z pr\u00e1ce, objednala si j\u00eddlo, sledovala seri\u00e1l a kolem p\u016flnoci \u0161la sp\u00e1t. Nic nenasv\u011bd\u010dovalo tomu, \u017ee by se sv\u011bt m\u011bl p\u0159es noc zm\u011bnit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zrak j\u00ed padl na semafor na k\u0159i\u017eovatce. Sv\u011btla byla zhasnut\u00e1. Reklamn\u00ed panel naproti domu, kter\u00fd obvykle sv\u00edtil celou noc, byl temn\u00fd. Dokonce i holubi, kte\u0159\u00ed pravideln\u011b posed\u00e1vali na \u0159\u00edms\u00e1ch, zmizeli.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rita rychle s\u00e1hla po telefonu. \u017d\u00e1dn\u00fd sign\u00e1l. Zkusila Wi-Fi. Nic. Obrazovka z\u016fst\u00e1vala pr\u00e1zdn\u00e1, bez zpr\u00e1v, bez notifikac\u00ed. Tenhle druh ticha byl jin\u00fd ne\u017e b\u011b\u017en\u00fd v\u00fdpadek proudu. Byl absolutn\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Obl\u00e9kla si kab\u00e1t a vyb\u011bhla z bytu. Chodba domu byla stejn\u011b pr\u00e1zdn\u00e1 jako ulice. Zaklepala na dve\u0159e soused\u016f. \u017d\u00e1dn\u00e1 odpov\u011b\u010f. Zkusila dal\u0161\u00ed. Ticho.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kdy\u017e vy\u0161la ven, poc\u00edtila zvl\u00e1\u0161tn\u00ed tlak na hrudi. Nebyl to jen strach. Byla to dezorientace. Sv\u011bt vypadal skute\u010dn\u011b, v\u0161echno st\u00e1lo na sv\u00e9m m\u00edst\u011b \u2013 auta zaparkovan\u00e1 u chodn\u00edku, otev\u0159en\u00e1 kav\u00e1rna na rohu s \u017eidlemi p\u0159ipraven\u00fdmi pro hosty. Ale chyb\u011bli lid\u00e9.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Opatrn\u011b vstoupila do ulice. Jej\u00ed kroky zn\u011bly nep\u0159irozen\u011b hlasit\u011b. Zastavila se u jednoho auta a pod\u00edvala se dovnit\u0159. Kl\u00ed\u010de byly v zapalov\u00e1n\u00ed. Na zadn\u00edm sedadle le\u017eela d\u011btsk\u00e1 bunda. Jako by n\u011bkdo prost\u011b zmizel uprost\u0159ed oby\u010dejn\u00e9ho r\u00e1na.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rita se sna\u017eila myslet racion\u00e1ln\u011b. Mo\u017en\u00e1 prob\u011bhla evakuace. Mo\u017en\u00e1 n\u011bjak\u00e1 nehoda, o kter\u00e9 je\u0161t\u011b nev\u00ed. Ale jak je mo\u017en\u00e9, \u017ee by o tom nev\u011bd\u011bla? A kam by zmizeli v\u0161ichni najednou?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Srdce j\u00ed bu\u0161ilo a\u017e v krku. Najednou si uv\u011bdomila n\u011bco je\u0161t\u011b d\u011bsiv\u011bj\u0161\u00edho \u2013 nesly\u0161ela ani vlastn\u00ed ozv\u011bnu. Zvuk jej\u00edch krok\u016f jako by pohlcovalo pr\u00e1zdno. Vzduch byl t\u011b\u017ek\u00fd, t\u00e9m\u011b\u0159 nehybn\u00fd.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vr\u00e1tila se do domu a vyb\u011bhla zp\u011bt do bytu. Pot\u0159ebovala klid. Pot\u0159ebovala p\u0159em\u00fd\u0161let. Zav\u0159ela dve\u0159e a op\u0159ela se o n\u011b z\u00e1dy. Hlavou j\u00ed v\u00ed\u0159ily sc\u00e9n\u00e1\u0159e \u2013 od realistick\u00fdch po absurdn\u00ed. Katastrofa. Experiment. Sen. Smrt?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

P\u0159istoupila k zrcadlu. Jej\u00ed odraz tam byl. Bled\u00e1 tv\u00e1\u0159, roz\u0161\u00ed\u0159en\u00e9 o\u010di. Dotkla se vlastn\u00ed tv\u00e1\u0159e, aby se ujistila, \u017ee je skute\u010dn\u00e1. Byla.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A pak si v\u0161imla n\u011b\u010deho, co j\u00ed vehnalo mr\u00e1z do zad.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Na parapetu okna le\u017eel list pap\u00edru. Byla si jist\u00e1, \u017ee tam ve\u010der nebyl. Pomalu k n\u011bmu do\u0161la. Ruce se j\u00ed t\u0159\u00e1sly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Na pap\u00ed\u0159e st\u00e1lo jedin\u00e9 slovo:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201eZ\u016fstala.\u201c<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Rita ztuhla podruh\u00e9. Tentokr\u00e1t je\u0161t\u011b v\u00edc ne\u017e r\u00e1no. Proto\u017ee pr\u00e1zdn\u00e9 m\u011bsto bylo d\u011bsiv\u00e9. Ale v\u011bdom\u00ed, \u017ee n\u011bkdo v\u00ed, \u017ee tu je \u2013 a \u017ee je mo\u017en\u00e1 jedin\u00e1 \u2013 bylo mnohem hor\u0161\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Zvedla pohled k oknu. Ulice byla st\u00e1le nehybn\u00e1. Jen na druh\u00e9 stran\u011b, v okn\u011b prot\u011bj\u0161\u00edho domu, se na okam\u017eik pohnul st\u00edn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

A Rita pochopila, \u017ee ticho mo\u017en\u00e1 neznamen\u00e1, \u017ee je sama. Mo\u017en\u00e1 znamen\u00e1, \u017ee je sledov\u00e1na.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Nejd\u0159\u00edv si myslela, \u017ee je\u0161t\u011b sn\u00ed. M\u011bsto za sklem p\u016fsobilo jinak. P\u0159\u00edli\u0161 ti\u0161e. P\u0159\u00edli\u0161 pr\u00e1zdn\u011b. Mrkla, promnula si o\u010di a znovu se pod\u00edvala ven. Ne, […]<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":12454,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12453","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorised"],"views":383,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12453","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12453"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12453\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12455,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12453\/revisions\/12455"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12454"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12453"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12453"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/erevanblog.am\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12453"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}