Genetic storm. Day G

The adventurer Igor Zhalotin, known in certain circles as Garik Yenisei, loved to watch his hotel from the balcony, like passenger airliners, settled at Adler Airport. The view of the silver point in the sky, which suddenly turns into a gigantic car roaring reactive engines, fascinated it. But in the death that came from the sea, the planes were innocent. An invisible but deadly genetic storm swept over the Black Sea coast of Russia and rolled on, around the world. In a matter of hours, the Earth turned into a post -apocalyptic blood pressure. And the one who loved to observe the landing airliners yesterday should today put responsibility for the fate of mankind on his pumped shoulders ... more precisely, what remains of him