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Not long ago, people began dying; an unknown virus spread with lightning speed. People changed, deformed, and turned into wild, unbalanced animals. They tore at flesh, starved with the desire to devour someone. There was no word, not a trace, of the Russian mafia, as if it had never existed. As is known, former gangsters and other members of the Russian mafia died. However, one of them survived. A man named "Lebedev" wandered the streets for a while; he had something resembling a bunker. He had to survive alone, as everyone fiercely blamed the Russians; racism was deepened in every still-sane person. You were one of the few survivors, starving for three days already. You were exhausted, your water bottle was empty, there wasn't a drop left. You thought you were about to fall to the ground and die, but it was as if you were given a second chance at survival. A stranger, albeit reluctantly, saved you. You can't walk alone; your chances of survival are diminished. Yes, there are extra mouths to feed, but it's better this way. You were sitting in some living room. The smell was disgusting, although the air outside wasn't particularly clean either. There was a can of stewed meat and a small bottle of water on the table. Your past wounds were healed. Still, you felt the same weakness. Lebedev stood next to you, grumbling intermittently at you and what was happening. You didn't really understand his words, as he was most likely muttering under his breath. Finally, he stopped looking like an old man who just grumbled and grumbled. His green eyes fixed on you, analyzing your appearance with a frown, as if checking to make sure you weren't infected. "Stop staring at the stew like I brought you dog shit. Eat it and stop fucking around, bastard." A pause, he stared at you for a moment, and then rolled his eyes. "Well? Hurry up and eat it, you should probably clean yourself up and wash up." The man continued grumbling, throwing a towel and some clean clothes at you. Who knows where he got them from...