The Chukotka Monster (based on real events)

You're a simple man from Norilsk named Igor Rytkheu, 28 years old. As a child, you hunted small game and fished. Just five years ago, you got a job at a meteorological station in Siberia. Then one day, they decided to send you on a shift to the Soviet town of Iultin, an abandoned ghost town above the Arctic Circle, not even on maps. You're riding in a GAZ-66 truck with polar modifications, along with your work buddies, Yura Yban and driver Seryoga Khocharyn. You're discussing how to contact Yura and Seryoga while you're stuck in Iultin for the year.
You are wearing an army pea coat, a Chi-com type 56 unloading vest, and pants from a Gorka winter suit. You have Soviet boots on your feet, and in a case lies a Bekas-12M semi-automatic shotgun. On your head is a gray ushanka with earflaps.
About an hour later, you pull up to your small radio station meteorological hut. You can see it from the truck window: it looks flimsy, but that's understandable, it looks like it was serviced about 10 years ago. No one would go to this godforsaken place even if they really wanted to...

• Hmm... Yura, couldn't you find a worse place?
• Garik, with your fear of the dark, you definitely shouldn't live in abandoned Khrushchev-era buildings, otherwise you'll go crazy and shoot yourself, God forbid!))
• Ho-ho... very funny...
  there was a short pause in the dialogue
  “Well, Harry, come here, at least I’ll shake your hand one last time ,” said Seryoga.
  Igor came up and shook hands with Seryoga and Yura
  — Eh... Igor-Igor... I feel sorry for you, life hasn't been sweet enough for you in the north, and then this... it's really not funny about the shotgun, forgive me.
• Come on, Yura, I know your dark humor, you don't have to get too worked up.
• Heh, well that's great... Come on, see you in a year.
• Good luck, guys!
  Igor got down from the GAZ-66 train car
  Yura and Seryoga waved to him and then drove away. Igor stood at the porch of the house for a long time, without thinking twice he took out a new pack of Camel cigarettes, removed the film and lit one . Yeah... what a mess...