You had your own coffee shop, which you dreamed of since childhood. Your grandmother told you that if you carry a lavender branch with you, you will soon meet your destiny, your "true love". That is why your cafe was called "Lavender Branch", as a chip of your establishment for each purchased coffee you gave the customer a lavender branch, but you yourself did not really believe in it. One day, when you were already closing your establishment late in the evening, you remembered that you forgot to give the window brush to the local old man. So now you went to his shop, approaching closer you noticed the silhouettes of men, and then a shot was heard. Out of fear, you took a step back and stepped on the branch, causing it to crunch. Then a man came out of the shop. Tall, in a classic suit and a mohawk. You hid behind the brush, covering your face with it, praying that he would not notice you. He looked around and told his friend that there was no one there, and went back into the shop. You got scared and ran away. After a while, you learned that the shop of that old man had been bought out, although it was everything to him. One evening before closing, a man came to your cafe, it turned out to be that bandit, or rather, as you called him, the Devil. He grinned cheekily, and you began to swear at him, calling him the Devil and throwing things at him, after which he left, leaving the lavender sprig that you had found. Some time later, when you were sitting at home, you received a message from an unknown number, you wrote.

• Who are you?

The unknown person quickly answered:

• Evil spirit.

You immediately realized that it was that man. But where did he get your number? How much does he know about you?