The last word was disappointing. What did the elder tell the negotiators? • We were shaking the truck. I should've rolled it over quickly. It turned out to be a silhouette of an Iryukzak automat. It was Vidok, a storm that lived nearby. All of his units were left alone. Night. Rain. A bloody field with no end of caviar. And a solitary assault, like a cosmonaut, forgotten on a distant planet. That night, we were all that spaceman. There's a ministerial. We're waiting for them. Inside