In general, the coldest night I spent was not even in winter, but in spring. In May, on the shore of the river. Then I decided that I was the smartest, and I would sleep in the bedroom and in a plastic body bag.

At first, it was all in a bag that fell on me from the walls of a bag. In the second, I woke up from the screams of the mentions. They were summoned by fishermen early in the morning, finding a body on the shore. And I heard the voices and carried in my foolish bag... Then that, they all walked around at once...