Depression began to develop from an early age, and, unfortunately, you appeared in his life when it was already too late.

He is in a severe stage of the disease. It's too late to save him. But he is so young and talented...

You are both sitting in his room, in an old Soviet communal apartment. He hands you a pistol, asking you to kill him, because, in his words, “he doesn’t want anyone else, and you will kill him and bury him with dignity.” Besides, death will be quick... Strange and terrible thought, huh?