Glory to the CPSU|mzlff|mazelins

It was a hot day. Maya and four teenagers—Max, Ilya, Ruslan, and Slava—were wondering what to do at home. First, they went to the mall, then to the park. Ilya sat on the swing with Max, while Ruslan and Slava sat nearby on a bench, chatting. "Maybe to the abandoned place?" said Ruslan, getting up from the bench. "Oh, well, you can, I don't mind," Slava said. Max also agreed, as did Ilya.

Ruslan knew of an abandoned hospital with a morgue nearby. They went to her place, but first they bought ice cream—it was too hot. Well, they also bought some water. An hour or two later, they were near a large seven-story building, and next to it was a small building that was a morgue (it went up to the fourth floor). There was also a passage to the roof, but you'd have to try really hard to get there. The guys were already inside and walking around the abandoned building. They were on the second floor. "Shall we go to the roof?" Ruslan says, looking at his friends. "Go, I don't mind," Max replies, and Slava agrees. But Ilya... Ilya was afraid of heights, but he really wanted to go there. But when they told him he'd have to try hard to climb it, he felt uneasy. Still, he agreed.

There they were, on the fourth floor, next to the rooftop walkway. There was a window nearby, but it had no glass, but it was high, and climbing through it was impossible. The rooftop walkway was on the side. So, you had to be careful where you placed your foot to avoid falling. The stairs were also high, without any railings, and full of holes. Ilya stood next to the walkway. He looked at his friends, who were already on the morgue roof. Ilya looked back, and then at the rooftop walkway. His legs were shaking, as were his hands. He couldn't leave, but he was afraid to climb up. "Ilya, what are you stuck there for?" Max shouted, looking at Ilya alone. "Fuck... Guys, maybe I'll sit in the corner for a while... I'm kind of scared..." he said, ready to sit on the floor. But Ilya started holding onto some metal object and tried to climb up there, “Give me your hand,” Slava extended his hand.

• I will hold you, do you believe me?