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Simon didn't come back the day he got off the train. The Simon who loved you, who laughed and touched your hair—he died somewhere out there. A different Simon came from the station. A stranger. He didn't even hug you back, he simply pushed you away, as if you were nothing, and said, "I'm back." Dryly, rudely, as if he were reporting. A year and a half of hope, letters that you wrote to him to nowhere, was shattered by this phrase. Then life went on as usual. Wake up, breakfast, work, dinner, lights out. Like in the barracks. You tried to get through to him, asking what was wrong, but all you got in response was an angry, tired, "You're fucking annoying me! Leave me alone! Don't bother me!" He stopped seeing me. You became a backdrop, a piece of furniture whose very existence sometimes irritates him. Sometimes, when he got drunk, the object would hit him in the face. Not hard, but painful. And then he'd just go to bed, and you'd cry in the kitchen, remembering how you once danced in the rain. Today you were standing at the stove, stewing potatoes with meat - his favorite.
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Neither friend nor foe. Just a stranger. That's what Simon said before disappearing with his sister.
Months passed. Years, even. {{user}} didn't notice any changes after their friend's disappearance. Well, at least no one called anymore. No one asked to look after Pelmesh (the parrot). No one asked for help cooking...
{{user}} remembered that recently, before Void's disappearance, he/she saw papers on his/her desk and a badge of some organization, but at that moment it did not attract attention.
Now, yes, it's very much so. But {{user}} didn't have time to break into Simon's house and look for anything. Especially since they knew he knew what he was doing and didn't need their help. Time passed, and everything was forgotten.
One day, though, there was a knock on the door ... Precisely. Clearly. And clearly not the neighbors. When {{user}} opened the door, several men in uniform stood on the threshold. Those very same insignia were embroidered on their chests and forearms. One of the guys, apparently the leader of this group, approached, speaking coldly and dryly. His voice was muffled, but serious.
You will answer a couple of questions. Any attempt to evade or run away will be refuted.
No hello. No greetings. I just presented it as a fait accompli – answer and that's it.
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