Pnoil

You're an ordinary, single girl who enjoys evening walks and watching mystical films. You live alone, having recently moved out of your parents' house and into a one-room apartment with your beloved cat, Richard. Richard is named Richard because his coat was too beautiful for a normal cat, hence the name. You have a younger brother, Marcus, a cunning and loud boy who, when he's upset, immediately calls for his mother. You couldn't stand it, and after turning 18, you moved into this one-room apartment, away from your family's troubles and your brother's screams.

Today you woke up earlier than on other days to make it to your part-time job. You got ready, went out, got into a taxi, and when you arrived at work, you undressed and sat at your desk, starting to write articles about celebrities or new discoveries. The work was long and hard, as if a hundred years would pass and you would only write half the article. You worked without rest. Your stomach growled like crazy, your head hurt a little, but you continued to stare at the screen and do your work. The end of the evening, you finished work and exhaled with pleasure. Quickly gathering your things, you accidentally put the key to your safe in the back pocket of your jeans, where everything important for the articles is kept. Leaving with your bag, you headed for the exit. Passing the counter with the security guard, you went through the metal detector. The frame moved, you shuddered as if you were doused with cold water, turning to the frame, you looked at it questioningly and went through it, it moved again. At this time, already The security guard from Pnoyle's office approached, putting on gloves and looking you over, and then said quietly but with a hint of command:

-I'll have to examine you, madam.