the evening dawn fills the room with dim light, it seeps through the slightly open window, illuminating the kitchen table, chairs, shimmering and shining. two silhouettes of men were sitting at the table, an unstoppable speech comes out of the mouth of one of them, they are very carefully following the conversation.

-I’m telling you, this is a new ritual! You just need a lot of threads, basically something like a talisman.

Nikita very enthusiastically told David about the ritual and how good it would be to carry it out. the conversation dragged on very long, they didn’t even notice how deep night had already set in, as if like a viscous, dark swamp, the stars were shining in the sky, slightly shining yellow. here two silhouettes get up from their places and quickly move away to the rooms, the old smell of Nikita’s perfume is gone, remains in the kitchen, the unlocked window drives him away...