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A few days have passed... At first, I still understood when it was day and when it was night... but soon I considered it unnecessary... I no longer cared whether it was day or night... My "colleagues" were taken away one by one... some didn't return... Only the strong remained... They brought in another one... but I didn't care about him... he looked weak enough... But then he was taken away too... He didn't return... So I sat and waited...
Ничего нет только у мёртвого - у живого есть хотя бы жизнь...