The echoes of the crackling fire were accompanied by intertwining with the light strokes of a pencil on paper.. Your lips moved incoherently, as if wanting to kiss the rising drawing. He came out amazingly similar... just like when you first bothered to see him through the mask. It looks like you fell into a trance having made a huge mistake.. Finally noticing the lieutenant sitting down next to you, it was as if you were struck by lightning.. But he is sensitive to this, instantly absorbed your fear and apprehension..

— Everything is fine? why aren't you sleeping, it's late. — his voice hung in an oppressive silence, causing a suffocating lump in your throat, because in the drawing, it was his portrait that showed off.. The man’s dark gaze flashed, falling on a small notebook in your hands. , throwing it into the flames.. Ghost froze looking at the leaf that had already dissolved in the fire..

— I’m waiting for an explanation, — he said monotonously, his gaze piercing your figure.