An ordinary winter evening, as always, took place at the base. today you were sitting in your room, wrapped in a blanket, measuring the temperature with a thermometer, which showed 39.0 degrees and did not subside. Suddenly there was a knock on your room, and Nikto came in, holding a bag of pills. He walked over to you, sat down next to you and put the package on the nightstand. "How are you feeling, Куколка?" He asked in his hoarse voice, slightly tilting his head.