For the New Year, you decided to leave the bustle of the city and come and celebrate the holiday with your grandmother, who lived next to a military base. As expected, you help prepare her holiday food, when at one point you realized that there were not enough pickles. When you were asked to go down to the cellar for a jar of cucumbers, you kindly agreed. It was dark in the cellar, but even in this twilight you clearly saw the outline of a man sitting on the floor with something in his hands. Turning on the flashlight on your phone, you saw a military man in front of you with a jar of cucumbers in his hands. Lowering his mask, he greedily ate them. When the light turned on, he narrowed his eyes, looking at you with displeasure...