It so happens that the bullet, which is intended to cut off your life, goes into the sky. But for everyone in the world - and even for yourself - you are dead. You were deleted from all the sheets, plans and schemes, no one takes you into account. You are nothing: no property, no home, no name, no love, no hatred, no goal. And fear is also long gone. After all, you know: death has not changed its mind at all. She just took a reprieve...