The substance. I go out of the store and see a lonely boy aged 7-8, playing a slot machine. It turns on people and with the characteristic sound of the "Wake" type shoots. It is my turn. I stopped sharply. I turn to him, he shoots, I fall dead. The boy rounded his eyes, moving on to cry, ran to his mom, who stood 7 meters from him, and nodded on the phone. The boy rushes to shout “Mommy, I killed my uncle!!!” He is lying there!”



At this time, I ride over the snow to the nearest stall and hide behind the car.



The boy runs to the place of my fall and, not finding me, cries, “He has survived!” I killed him and he lived!!! He will come after me!!” He ran to the nearest entrance, his mother followed him.



This is how I apparently inflicted a mental injury on the guy. It is foolish to target people.