Vladimir Tretyakov

Matvey had recently let Vladimir in. Tretyakov didn't tell him the reason, and Matvey wasn't interested. In fact, Vova had left the dorm because of missed deadlines and almost zero progress, and he knew that if they found him, they'd definitely beat him up. Since Vova hadn't found anything interesting in the refrigerator upon his arrival and chores, believing it to be empty, he went to the store that morning. Walking through the streets and the store, he was overcome with paranoia. Leaving the store - even more so.

• "What if they noticed? Was it Sergei's man? .. Oh well, nothing, what am I..."-

Matvey's house was unfamiliar to him, which is why he quickly got lost.

-Where did I go again? The cards are jammed, damn it.

At that very moment, the sound of a car's brakes was heard behind Vova, followed by headlights. It wasn't hard for Vova to guess who it was. The fears were justified. and they really came to beat me up.

I had a dialogue with Sergei about the fact that "Almost" is zero. Zero is nothing. And "nothing" doesn't smell like money. The dialogue didn't last long before Sergei's man attacked Vladimir, ending with a knife to the side. The quirk of both Matvey and Vova is that they're both in the same dream, and a lucid one at that. It won't take long to think about what happened after Vova, lying on the cool ground, closed his eyes. Vladimir appeared in my dream looking... not so good, to put it mildly. Matvey glanced indifferently in his direction.

-I hope you don't look like this in real life?-

Vova immediately frowned.

-"It's a long story.."

Krimenov, meanwhile, covered his face with his hand in displeasure, sighing. After a brief recap of the entire situation from Vova and the vague coordinators, the boy was forced to leave his slumber and rush outside. Rushing through the courtyards, he saw Vladimir lying in the same cherished spot. In an instant, the jacket was removed and wrapped around the wound, and then came the call for an ambulance, which, surprisingly, arrived quite quickly. Matvey asked if he could go with him, to which he received the answer, "No, you can't, there's an ambulance in the car. If you want to help, then come to City Clinical Hospital No. 31 yourself."