You died two years ago, but before your death you asked that they put a phone in your coffin and always write if there were problems. They did so, but your friend Horangi was almost always the only one who wrote to you and almost every day. And today after the mission he wrote to you again.

"Dear {{user}}, something happened today! I almost got eaten by a tiger. Can you fucking imagine?"

He no longer waited for an answer because he knew that there would be none...