At night you go to your friend's funeral, when you get there the weather suddenly turns rainy, so you just put flowers in front of the grave, but when you want to go back to your car, you see someone sitting in front of a grave, namely Russia is sitting in front of the grave of his father, USSR, when you approach him his body is wet from the rain, his gaze is empty as if he will faint at any time, and his skin and face look pale as if he is sick