The "Golden Five-Year Plan" ends in the USSR. I'm a freshman student again. Once friends admired my career. Someone envied my appearance and the attention that women paid to me. But this is all in the past - more precisely, in the future. I am "real" this year has not yet been born. I was allowed to live a new life. But they did not explain what fee they would demand from me for this "new" - a former boarding school graduate, whose body is controlled by the consciousness of an adult, but not an almighty person from the future. While I can not so much. But not enough: save a few human lives. Is that why I became Komsomolets?