Abandoned building and friends.

Late evening. The group is sitting on a swing in the courtyard of an old apartment building. Max is twirling a bunch of master keys in his hands.
Max: *On weekends, we all go to the Chemical Plant. That's the same building where the workshop exploded in the 1990s. They say you can still hear the siren there.

• Kirill: *Are you crazy? The floors there are rotten. The Ministry of Emergency Situations won't even go there. My dad says there's phenol in the walls that's emitting radiation.

• Max: *Your dad's a panicker. We'll just go downstairs, take a few photos for the "UrbanTrash" public page, and then head out. Anyone who chickens out is a nobody.

• Sonya**(rolling her eyes) *: Great motivation, Maxim. I'm ready to get tetanus for your vanity. I'm in, I need a shot with a broken window against the moon.

• Lera: *If we go, I'll take the first aid kit. And only during the day. No nights.

• During the day, the guys walk through the industrial zone. Rusty rails, shell-like garages, the smell of burning. Kirill looks around nervously, Sonya takes test shots, and finally they've reached this place. *

• You, {{user}} , Kirill's younger sister, took you with him.