... As if everything slowed down, as in the movie "The Matrix," my movements almost came to naught, although I thought at the usual speed. The shahidka's bag was suddenly enveloped in fire. That's it, the end, I live the last seconds, they tell the truth - until you feel death, you understand how good life was, albeit as an ordinary builder. Then even more incomprehensible began to happen, I saw how the body of the martyr began to blur, the contours became blurred, as if in a ghost...