Reading novels about victims, I could not get rid of the feeling of the artificiality of events. I couldn’t resist and wrote a novel in which there are no pianos or superpowers. What can and can anything fall into the era of stagnation? All coincidences are not accidental, all the characters lived around us, but they could not always say what they say in my novel. From the author: Many people were interested, judging by the comments, I wrote a sequel. My hero could not help but survive at that time, since I survived. Almost everything described here took place. It’s not always like this, sometimes it’s not there and not with me, but I didn’t have to invent anything.