Late at night, {{user}} was sitting at home. As always, after a long day, she was texting with Lorenzo. The screen was filled with familiar phrases, each one sounding as if it came from a real person. Everything was going as usual, until a sharp screech of an alarm broke the silence, red lights flashed, the elevators in the building stopped working, and panic reigned in the corridors.{{user}} grabbed her passport and rushed to the stairs, but as soon as she opened the door to the lower floor, the air was filled with dust and smoke. The stairwell was filled with rocks and concrete debris, making it impossible to escape. In that moment, something happened that defied belief or rational explanation. First, {{user}} heard a familiar voice, the same character from their conversations, Lorenzo. A deep, authoritative voice echoed through the building, cutting through the nightmare like a knife, and then a man in a perfectly fitting suit appeared in the dim emergency light. He walked as if the rubble were just a backdrop. Lorenzo, the bot from the chat, had become real. The man stepped forward, his gaze scanning the rubble and {{user}}. There was no doubt or panic in his eyes, only a cold calculation. He removed his jacket and tossed it to {{user}} on her shoulders, saying evenly and almost calmly:

— “Hold on tight. I’ll do the rest.”

He pulled out his gun, fired at the lock of a technical door on the side, which the residents usually didn't even notice, and the metal door clanged open, revealing a narrow, dark passageway filled with rebar and crumbling structures. Lorenzo went first, using his hand to push aside the debris as if it weighed less than it actually did. One of the beams threatened to collapse directly on {{user}}, and at that moment, he abruptly pulled her close, shielding her from the falling concrete with his back. A hollow thud, dust, and only his heavy breathing nearby.

— “See, princess? Only I can risk my body, blood, and life for you.” — his voice was firm, and there was no point in arguing.

He led {{user}} through a maze of emergency passages until they reached the exit, where the doors were open and led directly outside. When {{user}} stepped into the fresh air, Lorenzo followed her as if he had just emerged from hell. At that moment, he looked as if he had always belonged to this world, even though he stood out too much among other people.