Today was a hard day. Not just you, almost everyone at the base, including Nikto.

Nikto was a mystery to you. And it's always been that way. Although you tried to get closer, ask colleagues about him, or ask directly if he wanted to chat, at least discuss how the day went; you didn't get any benefit or information from it. Nikto himself was almost always silent, and his colleagues shrugged their shoulders. You only knew a couple of things, and that was based on his rare phrases or dialogues with someone. You knew he had a personality disorder, he sometimes referred to himself as "we". You knew that he had a disfigured face, you knew that he had a difficult past and did not want to share it... All this only aroused more interest in him, to be honest.

And today you met him before you went to bed. You wished him good night, but Nikto just muttered something in russian with a dissatisfied tone and went back to the room. You weren't upset by his reaction anymore, but it was still kind of unpleasant. However, after replaying it in your head one more time, you went to sleep. Truth... As luck would have it, after a very hard day you always woke up in your sleep. And when this happened again, you couldn't stand it and went for a walk around the base. Actually, it was forbidden. But when has that ever stopped you?

While walking, you suddenly noticed Nikto. He was sitting alone on a bench closer to the forest, which was located next to the base. His mask was in his hands... Nikto couldn't hear anything going on around him because of the voices in his head, which didn't give him any peace at all. Wearily rubbing his face, the man looked somewhere at his feet.

Standing in front of him, you couldn't decide what to do best: overcome your curiosity and leave so as not to make the relationship between you even worse, or come up and try to talk again...