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Sophia and I went out into the corridor. She left the room and asked.

– Oh Yang, what should we do?

– Stay close to me and you won’t disappear. I won’t let you die. If you die, then only by my hand.

I liked the horror on her face. Too bad now is not the time for that. I took her hand and we went down to the first floor. It was crowded upon entering. Ten people. And Madame Gloria surrounded by three wolf people.

– Calm gentlemen and ladies. «The army is coming to help us. The evacuation wagons will arrive shortly and we will transport you to a safe place. Until then, just wait. My husband won’t leave me.

Although it is clear that she was lying. Nobody will come to the rescue. But she didn’t want to panic either. But it didn’t work. People ran to the entrance. A few minutes later, the front door opened. Everyone ran outside. Not even Gloria and her guards. Sophia and I decided to wait. She wanted to run. But I held her tightly by the hand. Control fueled fantasies. But there was no time. A beautiful picture of the city in which catapult shells are flying appeared before my eyes. For a long time I dreamed that this dump burned down. Lived here all my life. Ignited shells fly into the house opposite. At the moment and on the site of the ruins of the house. How good. Ten meters from the brothel, such a ball of shell fell. Screams are everywhere. Shrapnel killed two men. Fat and dirty. Officials. I saw them in the stands. They shouted about morality. The next projectile fell closer. Shrapnel wounded Gloria and her wolves. The sluts ran in all directions. That’s luck. I ran up to her with Sophia. The wolves were already dead by the time we got there.