The straightener fell into timelessness, lost among dreams and vague shadows of a forgotten past. His chances of getting out of there on his own were negligible. Only a victim of equal potential could pull the lost player out of the labyrinth of shadowcatchers. But how to live further, knowing that your freedom is paid for at an extremely high price? The straightener did not ask for this. However, this happened... Now he is an eternal debtor and, gritting his teeth, is forced to walk further along the thorny road of his benefactor. A road without a beginning.