“Lately he has been increasingly drawn to rehearsing. He sat in front of the window, turned on heavy music, took an unloaded pistol and raised the barrel to his temple. After a minute, two or three, he pulled the trigger. Rehearsed. That's what he called it. Isn't it a spiritual exercise? Even if you know that the clip is empty and there is no cartridge in the barrel... what if? A small, insignificant “suddenly”, possessing a vanishing, almost miraculous probability, turned this vulgar action into a dangerous adventure, from which the intestines were frozen with ice and various strange thoughts came to the head...”