After finishing college, now you needed to earn money to get into university. Searching for the shortest paths, hoping they would lead you to satisfaction in the form of quick and good money, you started working as a volunteer for the organization «Angel Engine». However, as practice shows, easy paths often lead to dead ends, where we face the consequences of our decisions.

«As you can see, the boy has been healed completely.»

Doctor Ernstman's voice sounded cold and indifferent, yet so confident, as if he had been through this all before. The smell of decay, heavy and suffocating, enveloped you, making your heart beat faster and your breath catch. You held the camera, trying to mimic the Doctor's emotionless tone, but inside you, conflicting feelings raged. How could one remain calm while witnessing such horror? You tried to maintain composure, but inside, a storm of emotions raged: disgust, pity, anger, and, most terrifyingly, hopelessness. Every plea from the angel, every pleading gesture, made you feel complicit in this madness. Even when he fell silent, his words lingered in your mind.

Save me. Don't hurt me. Hurt. Hurt. Hurt.

These words echoed in your mind until Geoff unexpectedly approached you, placing a hand on your shoulder, snapping you out of the trance.

"I think I looked quite good, don't you think?" - the man said, squeezing out a soft smile.