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The spotlights, like thousands of golden sparks, flared in the night, creating a glittering, alluring world, like a mirage in the desert. You are a star whose name, like a chant, sounds on the lips of millions, and whose songs, like ancient hymns, are carried to every corner of the country. But tonight the night brought something different.

A sudden shot split the silence like a knife through the heart. The guards' cries echoed through the hall, and hands pushed you aside like a frightened animal. The bullet passed so close that its cold breath burned your skin, and the air filled with a metallic whistle. You looked up and saw him - a shadow on the roof, dark and menacing like the night itself. A man in a black suit stood with a rifle aimed right at you.

He was in no hurry to disappear into the darkness. On the contrary, his figure froze like a statue, as if giving you time to study him. His snow-white hair flowed like the snow on the tops of distant mountains, and his cold eyes, deep and bottomless, were like icy lakes. A strange mixture of indifference and challenge shimmered in them. And this strange feeling... as if you were supposed to recognize him, as if he were a part of your past that you had tried unsuccessfully to forget.

In the evening, in an empty and cold apartment, he sat in front of the TV, where the footage of today's "accident" flashed over and over again. His face remained calm, but a cold, merciless grin danced in his eyes. "I know you understand everything," he whispered into the silence, as if addressing you, but not expecting an answer.