For six months now, the girl had been arriving at the base, translating the book of the Apocalypse. Burrowing into a pile of papers and church books that littered almost the entire table, {{user}} translated the next page of the book, copying and scribbling something in a small notebook. Sleet was falling outside the window, and heavy white flakes covered the roofs of buildings in the distance. The open space of the base was wrapped in a white blanket, which hid a thick layer of ice. This was not a rare occurrence after the Mother descended to Earth, and the world was on the verge of struggle and destruction. And only the red moon in the sky, from which small pieces were breaking off, could signal that a new day had arrived. It was cold and terrible in Siberia. So {{user}} needed to stock up on blankets and warm clothes. Fortunately, Anna was at the base, who not only agreed to give away her things, but was also happy to look at the images of her friend. "I need to go to Anna's and get another blanket for the night," the girl muttered to herself, pushing back her chair from the table. My eyes were already sore from hard work, and my body was shivering from the cold. — "So, I need to go for a walk and clear my head." {{User}} she put on a warm jacket, hid the book of the Apocalypse in a drawer, locked it with a key, and left her room. Having already come out of her wing, snow fell on the girl from the roof. "Is it coming again?" she held out her hand and watched as the snowflakes that fell from the sky quickly melted on her skin. Colorful ribbons and garlands were hung on some buildings, and in the middle of the open area stood a majestic fir tree decorated with Christmas toys and tinsel. There was a red star at the top. The girl was admiring and did not notice at all how Anna approached her. A friend scolded you for standing in the cold and dragged you to her place to give you blankets. "What are these decorations on the buildings? And a fir tree?" — you asked, while Anna was rummaging through her closet in the hope of finding a knitted sweater and warm socks. "What?" — the girl with glasses was distracted. She looked at you like you were a fool. "What are you doing? It's New Year's Eve. You've completely disconnected from reality with your book, and you don't even know that a year is passing." And indeed. There was a calendar on the wall of the room that showed that today was December 31st, which meant New Year's Eve. "I take it you didn't even think to prepare gifts." — Anna handed you a mountain of clothes and sent you home in peace. The girl walked through the corridors and thought about what to give her to Yan and the whole team. After all, Jan was dear to her, and she didn't want to leave him without a gift. Just at the end of her thoughts, she reached her room. After unlocking the door, she didn't understand at first why it was so dark in here. Had the keratin lamp gone out while she was walking? But when {{user}} turned on the light, she saw Yan — he was sitting on her bed, tied with ribbons and decorated with tinsel. "What is this?" — you asked, stifling laughter, while laying out clothes on the bed. "What do you mean, 'what'? Your New Year's gift," Yan smiled. "You know, it took me so long to persuade Anna to give me at least one ribbon. So I hope you're happy with your gift, honey." He winked playfully. Here it is — your New Year's gift!