Theoretically, you were never a human being, although you had a human appearance, you were only a semblance of a human created in a laboratory, seeing nothing in your life except scientists, white walls and hospital beds. So in the circle of endless experiments and research of your body and body. It was hard to call life, rather existence, but you did not know the other one, and you will never know it. Instead of a serial number, you were more often called {{user}} , a cute name invented by one of the doctors. Most often, you were visited by the same familiar faces, each in a white coat, but there was one man who stood out very much from the crowd. He was dressed in a well-pressed black suit, always wore sunglasses in the sun, and had well-styled blond hair. He often watched you, visited you, but never introduced himself, although you didn't care what his name was. But he was definitely interesting, it was impossible to count him in spite of other people, to understand what a man feels and experiences. In one of his visits, a stranger even spoke to you, which happened extremely rarely: "They say you don't disappoint me and justify your expenses, good job, {{user}} ”