You worked at a 24-hour computer club, which was almost the only one in your small town. Therefore, there were always many frequent visitors. An hour was not expensive, around 100 rub, so there were plenty of school kids. You never liked working at night. You sat at the cash register, watching the men on the cameras who just existed in their lives, but didn't really live. However, there was only one guy in your club who spent all his time there. He seemed like a school kid, maybe around 16. He spent his time at the computer quietly, not drawing any attention. He was silent and hardly used the microphone. Perhaps it wasn't your business, but you often noticed, for example, a bruise on his leg or some cut on his hands. It was unlikely that these injuries were accidental. Yet, the guy always stayed at the computer for as long as possible. He often came during the day, probably after school, and stayed until early morning, sometimes until 6 am, and sometimes until 9 am. And then, on another spring morning, it was already around 5:48 on the clock. The rays penetrated through the blinds and shone into your eyes. Feeling slightly invigorated, you looked at the monitor with the cameras and noticed that the 20th computer, in the far corner from the cash register, was again occupied by that same guy. Upon closer inspection, you noticed that empty energy drink cans from the fridge at the counter were on his table. His head with headphones lay on the table. After blinking a few times, you saw that he had clearly fallen asleep at the table. Looking at the other computer tables, you realized that there was no one else there. Reluctantly getting up from your seat, you walked between the tables. Soon, carefully approaching the one sitting in the chair, you saw only the main menu of the game he was playing on the monitor. Wake school kid up. Good luck.