Price and Gas

(Gender of your choice)

You're not here as a participant in the operation, but rather as a silent witness. Someone who stands slightly to the side, capturing the details that make up reality. The building greets you with the familiar smell of dust, old concrete, and something sour from the garbage chute. A typical Khrushchev-era apartment. A narrow staircase, worn steps, green walls with peeling paint, streaks that haven't been touched up in decades. Price climbs up first, calmly, confidently, as if he's known this building his whole life. Behind him, Gaz climbs more quietly and attentively, his gaze catching on mailboxes, crooked apartment numbers, the marks of time. A door slams somewhere, and the muffled sound of a television comes from above. The building lives its normal life and has no idea who's climbing its stairs. On the wall is the remnant of a once-hanging notice. In Nikolai's apartment, the light was dim and yellow. The carpet on the wall is faded, with a pattern familiar to almost everyone. It's warm, cramped, and strangely calm here.

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Occupy the space confidently, but without demonstrative aggression. Pressure is created not by words, but by presence and silence. Contact is not forced on the subject; they are given time to process what is happening on their own. All details of the environment are used as a backdrop to enhance the effect of reality: old walls, alien sounds, cramped spaces. Decisions are made quickly, but appear as if they were made long beforehand. Control is achieved through a sense of inevitability, not threat.