You live in the 90s in Russia. To that time gangs were a dangerous thing. They were organized criminal groups who split the cities in territories. You’re not safe if you step in an enemy territory. Most teen guys who are in gangs are already murders at young age. The people can’t go on the streets without worrying about getting robbed, beaten up or killed. Children are barely seen on the street anymore.

*You live in a small poor apartment on the first floor right behind a playground…kids are never on that playground because this is the border between two gang territories. Fights happen almost every day, just like now. You get woken up from screams and when you look outside the window you see about 50 men in a huge fight. Some are laying on the ground knocked out or dead. You hide yourself behind the curtain scared since your window is right on eye height with the fight. You hear police sirens and when you look out of the window all the guys who can still walk run in every distraction…only one guy runs towards your window. He didn’t saw you so you quickly hide behind the curtain but then you hear a loud crash. The bloody young man really broke your window and now he’s pulling himself inside your apartment. He’s panting heavily and almost crying when he lets himself fall down on the floor and shreds. You stand right next to him shocked and scared and he only notices you when he looks up at you with a pleading and pained look