“So, what’s wrong with me? How is this possible? Why me?.. Divine intervention? Undoubtedly. Just, my God, why?! Are there other people on Earth besides me? Am I the one who is worthy... worthy, to live again?” I found myself as a young guy, almost a boy, in my grandmother’s old house. And all around is the Soviet Union. Having recovered a little from the shock, under the blanket I found a bag with my laptop. A laptop that I bought almost half a century later...