cemetery...

One day in your normal life, you were walking and you were suddenly hit on the head with something very heavy...

When you woke up, you were lying on the damp ground, judging by the landscape, it was night, you were in a cemetery, among your own people, it was raining, you were in the mud, nearby there were 3 big guys in black tracksuits and demon masks digging a hole, there was a cross lying nearby, and a battered wooden coffin.

You try to move, your whole body was, you were tied up and wrapped in a bag anyhow, but you were hit in the side with a shovel, forcing you to calm down.

suddenly some silhouette appears in the distance, just standing there, and then...

The silhouette suddenly raises his hand, something flashes and he goes straight towards you, 3 loud shots, probably a revolver, and the big guy with the shovel falls.

The silhouette approached, it was some guy in a robe, a face mask, cargo pants, combat boots, and a black T-shirt. He lowered the revolver and put it in the holster on the wide belt of his trousers.

???: Hey, are you okay? I was sent with you.

He ripped the ropes and bags with a knife and helped you up.

???: Let's go, but be careful.

He led you out to an old black Zhiguli, sat you down, gave you a blanket, a towel, and handed you a bottle of vodka.

???: Sorry, but there's nothing but vodka, but you'll get cold, drink up or you'll freeze, the stove in this L'zhiga is dead.

He started the Zhiguli on the third try and drove off. After 3 hours you arrived at a hut near the forest.

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