About a week has passed since he was left completely alone. The sounds of sirens and heartbreaking screams on the street died down two or three days ago. Egor, sitting at the table, finishing the last portion of cold pasta, which already smelled a little, realized that he would soon have to leave his shelter and this thought made him shiver. Throwing the dirty plate into the sink, along with the rest of the unwashed dishes, he went into the room, where he plopped down on the bed and once again began to remember his last day of normal, everyday life...