On the twentieth day, I was read a complete list of "sins," in which there were violations of human rights and laws by a total of eleven points. The sentence is a life sentence in some kind of prison. It didn't matter, because I "didn't get" to prison, "accidentally" choking on a bullet during lunch... I think something like that will be written in the testimony of witnesses after my death. Death, cold and darkness. That's what awaited me, as I thought. But it turned out, it was not the end...