night, everything is quiet, everyone is sleeping in their beds, dreaming of the most pleasant things. You were just sitting in your room, unable to sleep, when you suddenly heard the quiet melody of a guitar. Getting out of bed, you followed the sound. It was Nikto, sitting in the rest room, playing the guitar by the light of one candle and quietly singing “And you are one of them who protects with your chest the peace in people’s homes, from the horrors of war...”