On hooks

From the author

A light red fabric envelops a slender body, leaving the back open. Four metal hooks stick out of the back. There is no blood, but the skin around the punctures was slightly swollen and blushed. A girl with a Roman profile and short blond hair stands in the middle of a dance floor. Loud gloomy music. The audience froze with a wide semicircle and wait for what will happen next. Their views are tense and focused - not every day you will see pierced human flesh. Only two assistants dance, whose hands and cheeks are pierced through with knitting needles. Multi -colored glare run along the walls of the fashionable Moscow club. In the thick of the glamorous public, the lights of gadgets that record what is happening flickens. The ropes stretching up to the hooks on the girl’s back are tied to the rib, to the rib of a metal plate. From this plate, on the other side, the rope goes to the ceiling thicker. There she is bending through the wheel and falls into the hands of an assistant, hiding aside. Suddenly the hall is filled with blood-red light. Yura, a low guy hiding his face behind a black mask, waves his hand to an assistant, and he begins to quickly sort out the rope. Yura pierced the girl's back and inserted hooks. She asked to lift slowly. The skin on her back is pulled out, the girl stooped, rises on his toes and after a moment hangs in the air. Above it, only bas -reliefs with angels painted under gold. Helpers take up the hanging edges of the clothes and promote a hanging girl. Like a Gogol witch, she soars over the amazed audience.

Behind the scenes to a girl with a Roman profile and hooks in the back, an enthusiastic organizer will run up:

- It was super! They are all in shock!

The performance of the theater of pain was fame. Generous applause.

***

Hitting - this is what the action is usually called. It is organized either for the public for the sake of the show, or to acquire new sensations and self -knowledge. In the second case, neither costumes, nor dancing, nor masks are needed. It is enough to find a secluded place in the city where the suspension participants will not be disturbed by the onlookers passing by. Unsuitable places of large city parks or the outskirts of sleeping areas are suitable. The main thing is that there is where to fix the rope for the suspension. It can be either a thick tree of a tree, or the crossbar of the power tower. They told me that one day they used a crane for a suspension.

For one “victim”-several familiar friends, who are still simply interested in the process. Plus two more winging hooks. The “victim” is the name of Sergei. A thin guy with a fashionable bang hanging for the tip of the nose, colored tattoos on his arms and chest. Plays the guitar in the Biopsyhoz group. This will be the first suspension in his life. The two who are responsible for the process is Yura and his girlfriend’s girlfriend. Sharp cheekbones of Yura and tar -long hair combined with black eyeliner in Zhenya give this pair a slightly demonic look. But this is externally. In fact, they turn out to be calm and reasonable people. And, of course, there is still a photographer - Anton. We settled down on the clearing of the Izmailovsky Park, over which the power lines pass. Under one of the towers, Yura slowly prepares a place for a suspension. The rest sat on the grass. Someone lit a cigarette, someone is just resting.

- Why do you need it? - asks Zhenya's curious blonde.

-For someone, these are new sensations. There are people who consider it as meditation. For them, this is a way to relax.

Anton adds:

-Andryukha told me, who was engaged in suspensions or engaged that at first it was painful in the like, and then some barrier jumped up and then some kind of garbage-euphoria. Something close.

-Yes, yes. For everyone, this is his own, ”says Zhenya. She studies a clinical psychologist in one of the Moscow universities. - Therefore, it is impossible to explain. You can give several examples, but until you experience it yourself, you won’t understand what it is for you.

Helling can be found in the rituals of some peoples. So, the North American Indians of the Mandans, who lived on the Missouri River, conducted the rite of the oxide ( O- Kee- PA ). The boys who had no fourth day ate and did not drink anything, pierced their chests or back and hung it behind the skin. At this time, they were swayed and twitched. The tortures continued until the moment when the boys ceased to scream or completely lost consciousness. After that, they were considered real men, warriors who passed tests. Today, suspension, along with piercing, shimming and subcutaneous implants, is considered as part of the culture of the body modification. There are dozens of teams all over the world that will pierce you with pleasure, and then hang them and even shake it if desired.

Most often suspended two hooks in the back. This method is called suicide. But Sergey decided to insert two more hooks into each hand. Before piercing, Yura tries his skin on the tension:

- Bl *** , straight pure material.

- Material! - Ironically repeats Sergey.

- The hooks were sterilized today. They are directly the highest, ”says Zhenya with the intonation of a caring maniac.

Sergey is laid on the ground. Eugene will pull the skin, Yura - pierce a piercing needle, and then insert hooks. All the necessary tools and medical supplies, including bandages, disinfectants and ammonia, are neatly folded into a small wooden box. In the arms of Yura and Zhenya are blue disposable gloves.

Zhenya also praises Sergey:

- The skin is so stretching well. It just happens that it happens that it is impossible to even take - the hands slide off. We pricked one girl alone - it's just tin! She is not a fat girl. Well, such, normal. It was impossible to take the skin. The skin is so thick that Yura was barely threaded a needle.

Different people tolerate piercing themselves in different ways. Someone is nervous and green, someone begins to dizzy and nausea approaches. And someone is just to the light bulb, but there are fewer. Sergey of those who are smaller.

- How are you? - Zhenya asks him when another needle pierces Sergey.

“Normally,” he answers blankly.

-Do you even feel anything? "Fine!" The perfect is just a victim.

After all six hooks are already sticking out of Sergei, he is given time to rest in front of the most important part of the process. Usually silent Yura poles stories:

- There were dude, which were suspended on 300 fishing hooks. Do you know how much they pricked? They probably pricked three hours. And all without needles, just hooks.

- Did you bite later? - asks Sergey.

- Well, yes.

Yura carefully extends the rope through holes at the tips of the hooks, which is simultaneously intertwined with grooves in a metal frame. This must be done so that the tension is distributed evenly to each hook. When everything is ready, Yura begins to pull the rope. Sergei breaks away from the ground and hangs in the air, as if crucified on an invisible cross - that is why this method of suspension is called “Crucifixion”. Yura takes Sergey by the legs and begins to rock. Sergei smiles at himself to the sensations. The skull, tattooed on his chest, rather spreads the horns.

When a person hangs on hooks, air penetrates through punctures under his skin. Therefore, after hanging, massage is done, with which this air is squeezed out. Together with him, blood oozes from punctures, and sometimes it splashes in small droplets.

“The essence of hanging is that the skin should drop from the muscles,” Yura explains. - If he doesn’t drop, then it was as if a person was just taken by the scruff.

Then he asks Sergei:

- Well, what did you feel?

- Kaifets.

-And I had the first sensation-as if it were covered with a warm and-soot wave. A second feeling of pain, and then covers with a warm wave. Oh!

“This is masochism,” Sergei states.

-If from a scientific point of view to see, then to some extent-yes. And if from another point, then this is not x * I'm not masochism.

For help in preparing the project, the author expresses gratitude to the teams of Ancore, Horror Show and Pain Cult, as well as personally to Yuri Chernov, Evgenia Bumblebee and Sergey Popov.