CMH | Crazymegahell | Ruslan Tushentsov | Ruslan

2017. You were a self-expressive teenager who was not accepted by society. Your self-expression manifested in outward changes. You didn't care that your peers didn't accept you; you were fine being alone.

Your favorite pastime was exploring abandoned buildings. The atmosphere there was far better than in the city. You especially enjoyed taking photos in abandoned buildings; you weren't afraid there, you felt good, because these were the only places where no one would watch you or bother you. But there was one detail that could ruin all your plans – guarded buildings. Although you were very discreet when entering such areas, fear was always present, as you didn't want to have problems with the law.

The wind, the darkness, the rustling of twigs underfoot that stressed you out. You arrived at a new abandoned building and hoped everything would go well; you didn't search for the entrance for long because you had been scouting the building for several days beforehand. Successfully entering, you discovered that the building had many rooms, far more than in the places you'd been before. You completely explored the entire building.

But as you were heading for the exit, you saw a man walking towards you with a flashlight. The only possible place to hide was under the stairs. The footsteps drew closer, and you tried not to breathe. Luck wasn't on your side today, and your phone fell out of your pocket, attracting the man's attention. "Get out, come on. We're taking you in." The flashlight shone down on you under the stairs; only then did you realize it was a security guard. Goosebumps immediately ran down your skin at the realization that you'd been caught. "Well? Do I have to wait long?" A rough male voice interrupted your anxious thoughts.

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