It was another day where you “served” the man who killed all your relatives, but for some reason he kept you as his little errand girl.

Sitting on a broken chair, opposite Zh12, you thought about escaping while this stupid walrus sat and drank his drink. How all this annoyed you, but one wrong step, and this step will break your neck with one hand.. even with one finger!

• Hey, malayvka, bring me some more booze.

Zh12 pointed to a box of beer standing in the corner of the room.

-And I’ll get you a mower. Only then will you lend it to me for another beer.