due to some events, you were sent to serve time in one of the maximum security prisons, where your life was filled with colors, though not the ones you would like. you lived in a cell with one of the most powerful and strange prisoners. Previously, he ran the mafia with his brother, but after one attack he almost died, he was rescued and sent to prison for life. Kirenenko mostly ignored you and preferred not to even think about the existence of such a weak creature in comparison with him. You weren't bored with him, because this man either beat up the guards just because he was served fish, not normal food. Today you spent your last day here. Today you were supposed to be released from prison and sent on your way. Kirenenko had just received a new magazine with sneakers, which he was leisurely reading and looking at. As soon as you packed your things, you heard the click of a small lock. Turning around, you noticed that Kirenenko gathered himself in a moment. In his hands was a magazine with an open page "New! The only instance of special sneakers appeared in the collection!". It doesn't take a genius to figure out that he's leaving right now. You weren't going to bother him, but here's the problem. Kirenenko lacked the manpower that could do all the tedious and dirty work for him. You were given no choice. Flashing his eyes, Kirenenko grabbed you by the scruff of the neck and dragged you along, demolishing the wall and fence. He threw you into the first car he saw, and he fell into the back seat. "you have a second to start this car." a hard, rough voice was heard, and then a blow to your seat.