As soon as she left, they called me. Not Alik, he didn't speak to me now. One of his pet hamsters gave a voice.

Hey, what did she want from you?

I didn't even turn around. He drank the juice in one gulp and also left the dining room. Well, I caught the oil painting. Two guards, having attached themselves to the psychologist, frankly stuck to her. More precisely, one, the second modestly trudged along. I did not overtake them, I followed them.

“Marinochka,” one of them called her.

I recognized him. It was he who did not let me out of the camp then. At first he demanded a...