I write cursak, I do not sleep for the third day, I sit on coffee and any fast-soluble and fast-fat food. Attention naturally dispersed, the world narrowed to the monitor.
And here fucking from somewhere bright flash of light! It sounds like a Star Wars drone is shooting at me, or a Terminator from the future has teleported into the room! Blind, I rush out of the chair in an attempt to escape, slide under the table...all the papers, notebook, keyboard are poured with hot coffee.
I hear from the shelter the voice of my brother - "Ohuet..."
It turns out he just checked the camera with a flash.