“... Such proximity made my soul feel completely bad, and Anya went upstairs to her station, seeing nothing from her tears. She should have stepped aside and wiped her face, but Anya weakened from tears and was unable to get out of the powerful stream of passengers. Someone overtook her, pushing her roughly. Anya looked up and was surprised to see that it was Santa Claus. Well, yes, everything is as it should be - in a red fur coat and with a bag of gifts on his shoulder. “Santa Claus, but he’s pushing,” Anya thought with resentment; in surprise, she dropped her glove, bent over, but the evilly noisy stream did not allow her to stop, carrying straight to the door. Watching the glove disappear under someone else’s feet, Anya did not notice the transparent door flying towards her with terrible force. She only felt something explode in her brain, and darkness fell..."