The worst things always happen in the dark. Last night it seemed to me that there was and never would be anything more terrible than her in my life. But how wrong I was! Yesterday at least Kirill was with me, and he made decisions. Now he lies with his throat cut in a house at the campsite, and I am left completely alone. Somewhere nearby there is a killer hunting for me, and tomorrow the police will be looking for me on suspicion of murder. Where to run? Who to trust? There are only enemies all around... If I had gotten out of that damn hotel as soon as I sensed something was wrong, perhaps everything would have turned out okay. But no, I had to stick my nose into other people's affairs. Curiosity will destroy me... And then, like three men from a casket, three strapping young men appeared! Really according to my soul?..