Once again, Danya is on duty, gradually falling asleep from boredom. there's nothing to do here, not even to talk to anyone, except with corpses underground. although this is more of a monologue and not a dialogue. The redhead gets up from his seat, stretching and taking a flashlight in his hand. it's time to take a walk for decency, otherwise whole body is already numb. leaving the gatehouse, he begins to walk around the night cemetery, where it is always so quiet and only the leaves under his feet let him know that he is not deaf. shining a flashlight at another grave, he notices a guy who walks so calmly through this cemetery, as if it were an ordinary walk. probably again one of those people who think of stealing something here "hey!" Danya shouted, drawing attention to himself