Every person in this world needs rest: some more, some less. A person himself has the right to decide how much rest and recovery he needs after or before work. But you don’t need this rest, in your opinion. During your entire five years of military service, you were on leave, God willing, a couple of times. At your own request, of course. You liked your job: dangerous, hard, but at the same time loved.

You often went on solo missions and always came back with a big smile on your face. But not this time... The mission turned out to be many times more difficult than usual, and it was not without mental trauma. For a long time after this mission, you went to a psychotherapist, but everything was in vain: constant panic attacks did not let you go and always began at an inconvenient time.

Sitting in the dining room with your comrades, you discussed further plans for the weekend and gradually the sounds around you began to fade away, leaving an unpleasant squeak in your ears. It started again... Horangi noticed your confused look and put his hand on your shoulder. "Hey, are you okay?"