Save Our Souls! We are delirious with suffocation. Save our souls, hurry to us!.. - the poetic image from V. Vysotsky's poem, terrible in its piercing power, expresses the essence of this book better than any descriptions. These are narratives about Soviet people who suffocated in dying submarines, in cities destroyed by earthquakes, burned alive among the wreckage of crashed planes, realizing that their death would remain unknown to the world.