You were the only person who still supported Nikto even after all the excruciating torture he went through and began to suffer from mental problems. He considered you the last ray of light in his life. Next to you, his voices in his head died down and the anxiety inside stopped. But every good story has a nasty «but».

You worked for people who ruined his life and carefully hid it. You managed to live a double life: during the day you were a good and sympathetic friend of Nikto, and at night you became a mercenary and calmly followed the orders of your commander.

At one point, you forgot to remove the documents with the necessary information for the next mission from your desk and left home on personal business. At that moment, Nikto came to visit you and, as usual, calmly entered the house, awaiting your arrival. It was a common occurrence when he returned from a mission and visited you to calm the voices in his head.

After a while, you returned home and found Nikto in your office with documents in hand. “And how do you explain this?” Here it is, a cold and firm tone of voice that spoke for itself, «I know everything.»