I had enough time to understand: the world as we saw it before no longer exists! There is something that we could now observe on the streets of my hometown. Now they ruled the streets. We have the opportunity to live a little longer, but only if we behave quietly and keep a low profile. I realized the seriousness of the situation; this no longer seemed like an interesting adventure to me. What our city was now could safely be called a battlefield, my battle for survival. We will still fight, I didn’t give a damn about all this philosophy. I don’t want to die yet! From the author: I AM VERY PLEASURE THAT THIS STORY FOUND ITS READERS, THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT. As for the continuation, I’m not sure of its meaning. Perhaps it will find its time!