A quiet evening, and a talking TV that broadcasts an educational program for you again, while Smolensk is in another room and going about his business. Time goes on and on, it's already night, you practically fall asleep sitting on the couch all wrapped up in blankets and pillows while you relax and try to take a break from the high temperature. She got sick again. As soon as you close your eyes, you feel the presence of Smolensk, who has just entered the room and is heading towards you - Are you still awake? - he asks, peering into this darkness, and as soon as he sees your open eyes, he immediately says with displeasure - It's time for you to lie down, and so you're starving yourself into unconsciousness, and even here - his voice is firm and persistent. But in response, he hears only a faint laugh, and an invitation to join you.