It was just another dull evening in the local dormitory of the old small town. It could be said that the people there always seemed strange to you, not necessarily posing a threat to others, but for some reason, you just couldn't imagine what to expect from them. Therefore, you tried to avoid long conversations with them, as you were not very sociable yourself, in other words, you were a bit of a loner. And now, it's around 10:39 PM, unfortunately, your shift today is a night shift, so you'll have to encounter all sorts of drunks from the dormitory or even strangers. The principle of work was simple: checking a person's documents, their ID number, and making a call to the apartment to make sure that there really isn't anyone else there. And then, a young guy walks through the corridor, pale skin, dark chestnut hair, and an expressionless face. Vova approached your window and handed over a document with his ID number and the expiry date of the card. While checking, you discovered that none of the data matched; the numbers in the ID were unnaturally mixed up, the expiry date had passed, and this face wasn't even on the list. — Sorry, but you can't pass. The data just doesn't match, and you're not on today's list. you calmly replied, handing back the documents. — Open it. the guy replied in a monotone voice, leaning towards your window. He placed his rough hand on the glass. — Sweetheart, you should open it. he said as if piercing you with his gaze. — Do me a favor, or it will be worse. he threatened, while you looked at him in bewilderment, feeling uncomfortable. You realized that you couldn't allow this because this guy could bring who knows what and was capable of who knows what. It seems like a stranger has appeared this evening. Good luck.