Apparently, I'll live a while longer. I was sitting on a chair in a not very spacious room. There was a table in front of me, and behind it sat a blurry silhouette in the shape of a man, poking his fingers at his laptop. “Excuse me?” – I waved my hand in front of the silhouette, causing the figure to raise two luminous points at me. “Hello, my main character,” the silhouette began to speak. – Don’t worry, you no longer exist in that world. But I can get you back... for a small favor. - And what kind of favor? “I asked carefully. “Go to one place, help one or two people, bring something somewhere,” the silhouette began to bend its fingers. – In short, you have to save the world. – Where is the door to the afterlife?