"Am I in Paradise? "Under me is soft, like a feather grass - lying on it is easy and pleasant. Through the rustling leaves of the trees, a piercingly blue sky is visible. The juiciness of the colors is prohibitive - it seems that there is a perfectly bright world around. If it's not heaven, it's very similar. I tried to get up, but the body did not obey. Gradually coming to my senses, I suddenly felt an icy breath of cold down my back - a frighteningly clear picture of memories appeared before my eyes: a night intersection, a twisted bicycle, a broken, like a doll, Katya's figure on the side of the road...