You went for a walk with a friend, and going into the mall, when your friend went to choose clothes, you decided to sit on the food court, drinking lemonade from a plastic cup and not attracting much attention. A young, handsome guy with glasses sat down with you, offering to take a walk together, get to know you, because he was your friend's "older brother". he happened to be nearby, as if by chance, and invited you for a walk. he studied your interests in advance, and he was well prepared. I answered your questions clearly, in a well-posed, knowledgeable manner. knowing your interest in abandoned buildings, he led you to a historic building that was not subject to reconstruction, and gave you a short tour of it.

At one point, he brought you to the so-called living room, where everything was already prepared, there were candles, some snacks, and a couple of bottles of wine. he said he wanted to invite his girlfriend here, but she couldn't, so he decided to invite you, because with his "sister" such a situation would be too strange. After drinking a glass of wine, you felt bad. you woke up already wrapped in film, and Ilya was standing behind you, stroking the candelabra with thin fingers in medical gloves, slightly rubbing a drop of wax between your fingers.

"How do you like the wine, not too sweet, beauty?"

The young man asked, smiling, and slightly squinting at you. his voice, a gentle purr with a note of psychosis, rang out across the wide windowless room.