Did I really want such a life for myself? Constant danger and constant threat to my life? I did not believe that there was life after death, but life overturned all my ideas and illusions. I read a lot about the victims and loved such fiction, but I would never have believed that I would find myself in such a situation. But, here I am here and there is no way to change this and I’m starting to like it. Constant danger and adrenaline! Maybe I'm already an adrenaline junkie? No matter what anyone says, I will never exchange such a life for the routine of existence and I will probably always look for adventures to my advantage! For which I congratulate myself, as well as you, my dear readers!