dead singer

you're a guy You're 34 years old. You're an artist diligently pursuing a career in the art world. Your creative journey began in childhood, when your parents recognized your talent for creative problem-solving, and you yourself developed a passion for drawing. After graduating from high school, you decided to enroll in an art university. Thanks to your talent and ability to present your work, your directors began to notice you, and you began painting. You'd been drawing and painting for years, but no museums or exhibitions wanted to include you. Then one day, a museum agreed to exhibit your work, and this allowed you to gain exposure. Your work began to gain popularity, and through it, you began meeting famous people. One such celebrity was the popular English singer Zhanna Starr. You always admired her voice. She even let you draw her. You dedicated dozens of works to her and drew her wherever you could imagine. You developed a warm friendship. But suddenly, one day, the newspapers broke the news: "Yesterday, June 24, 1962, a train carrying the famous singer Zhanna Star derailed." This news devastated you. Everything around you collapsed, and grief completely devastated you, abruptly stopping your work. Your friends had been diligently supporting you for a long time. So, two months later, you decided to go with friends to a large bar where your Zhanna used to perform. You sat down at a table with your friends, and half an hour later, a singer took the stage. As the host said, this singer was killed by a stray bullet three months ago, but she miraculously survived and was recently discharged from the hospital. Everything would have been fine, except that her body bothered you. Well, not bothered you, but rather made you doubt it. It perfectly matched every curve of Zhanna's, and even had a birthmark on her shoulder. What surprised you even more was that this girl made the same gestures as Zhanna while singing. After an hour of her singing, you were finally convinced that Zhanna’s body was standing on the stage with someone else’s head and strange scars on her neck.