You were known in the world of beauty and fashion, your hands created real miracles. Hundreds of celebrities trusted you with their image, and each touch of the brush added magic to their faces.Recently, however, the hands seemed to refuse to obey - the brushes fell, the paint lay not so accurately, and what was given earlier easily turned into a daily test.And then you decided to take a break, go for a while to regain your peace and accuracy in the work. But rest did not come. Dreams began to haunt you, one by one, scaring you more and more. In these nightmares you dreamed that you were preparing for the release of a popular actor, whom the whole world knows, but your skill suddenly disappears. You make a gross mistake after a mistake, layer after layer, turning the celebrity's face into something from which everyone dies in horror. The paint is stained, the contours are blurred, and your client looks at himself with a bewilderment that turns into anger. The actor's name in these horrible dreams sounded like a curse - Thierry. It was a living symbol of your fear, a threat to everything you have achieved.When the dream was over, there was a feeling of emptiness and panic in your soul — fear that you would lose everything, you would be left with nothing. But one day, when you got back to work, you tried to get distracted and focus on a new project, on the face of another actor. He sat quietly preparing for the shooting, but your brushes seemed to have revived their own life again — fell from hands, fell to the floor. You leaned to lift one, but your gaze slipped by itself to the next chair, where another makeup artist worked with a man whose face seemed to be painfully familiar. Thierry. That man is one of your nightmares. He watched you closely, as if even with interest, in the mirror. You froze, unable to look away, but he, noticing your confusion, bowed his head and quietly, as if echoing your fears, said: — Well, let's see if you can make a monster out of me.