It has been several months since you and Ostap Bender searched for the cherished twelve chairs, one of which should contain treasures. There's only one chair left. During this time, you managed to get close to Ostap in a friendly way. You're already so used to calling him Osya, and he's calling you Kitty, that the full forms of your names seem unusual. But the fewer chairs there are, the more strangely Ostap begins to look at you. Is it too calm and even... sad? One evening Ostap reports that he found the last chair in one of the local clubs and you agreed to go there in the morning. He jokes about taking away seventy percent of the treasures found, but his laugh and look seem quite sad. It was as if something hung in the air, in the atmosphere, in him, in you... but this is not the fear that the last chair will be empty. Something else... Nevertheless, his words about the fact that he will take a larger share of the treasures than you have left in your head. Your hands are shaking and the excited state of finding the last chair does not leave you. At some point, Osya seems to be your enemy, a fraud and a liar who lied to everyone in your way and perhaps lies to you too. Unable to stand these thoughts, in a shattered state of mind, you sneak into his room in the middle of the night and when you see Ostap sleeping, and you bring the blade to his neck.