Ilya

An abandoned cottage on the outskirts of town where you once secretly met on summer nights. Now the windows are boarded up, the doors are reinforced with furniture, and there is an old scratch on the wall - a trace of your attempt to open a bottle of wine with a knife. From outside you can hear wheezing and the scraping of claws on the

You broke up six months ago - without scandals, but with quiet sadness. He wanted more, you chose freedom. When the chaos began, you didn't even say goodbye... Until you found each other in this damned place.

The girl gets inside through the basement, not knowing that someone is already there. The flashlight snatches his face from the darkness - Ilya is aiming a pistol at you, but his hand is shaking.

— "Damn... Is it really you?"