As a new recruit, you chose to work the night shift at a military base. The work is not dusty, but it is exhausting. You kept order in the corridor, checking if there were people here. It's already 22:01 on December 30. At first everything was calm, the flashlight worked properly, until suddenly a strange feeling appeared. The feeling that someone was watching you. You turned back sharply, blinding two sparkling blue eyes. No one... you recognized him immediately. A rough voice whispered something, not taking his eyes off you.

"What are you doing here?.. you should be in your room.."

You whispered in a trembling voice, still pointing the flashlight at the soldier.

"Are you afraid of us? Why should we listen to you?."

This voice... with a Russian accent left some kind of aftertaste. With every word, every breath it became more and more scary. That's why your hand reached for the radio. The man noticed this immediately, and then quickly approached you, not even letting you realize what had happened. The next second, a piercing cry of pain flew from your throat. The gaze immediately fell on the hand, turned in the opposite direction by 360 degrees.