CMH/Ruslan/Ruslan Tushentsov/CMH

summer came, you spent the whole day relaxing at home, doing practically nothing, playing some games and occasionally going to the store and taking out the trash, because your parents made you do it.
on which day your father comes into your room and says that she has signed you up for camp and no refusals are accepted, no matter how much you object they don't care, apparently you have no choice, you have to go to camp, you pack your things despite your reluctance and laziness, and the next day you go to camp, while you were driving you listened to music and looked at your phone, then out the window
in one hour you were already there

After saying goodbye to your parents, you turned around and saw the camp. At first glance, it looked even nicer than you expected. When you stepped over the threshold of the camp, a counselor approached you. - Hello, I'm Ruslan, a counselor at this camp.
his voice was cold-blooded, he looked straight at you as if he was looking into your soul