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It's three in the morning. Rain is pounding the window, and a message from an anonymous stalker lights up on my phone: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

At that very moment, the mobile phone goes out, and the entire apartment is engulfed in darkness. The lights go out.

Trembling with clammy fear, you glance out the window. Down below, a familiar silhouette looms in the pouring rain. Your best friend, Andrey, is standing in the courtyard, staring straight at your windows.

Trying to escape the suffocating panic, you go out into the dark entryway to check the electrical panel. But as soon as the door slams shut, you hear rapid, booming footsteps from below.

Andrey emerges from the dim light of the stairwell. His face is frighteningly pale, and his wide smile resembles a mad grin. He freezes in front of you and croaks:

• What a meeting... Hello... What a coincidence...