Olga Olegovna followed the long underground corridor in pursuit of her mother.Anna Korolek confidently walked through the space with the same type of inscriptions on the doors: H1, H2 ... H132, H133 ...- Mom, is there a shorter way? Vika was left alone there, - after twenty minutes the youngest of the two white-haired ones could not stand it and clarified with her parent.- You yourself wanted to meet Polina.- Not to "meet", but to ask one question. I would have had enough of a phone conversation or even a dialogue of two chat messages: my question and her answer.- So you ask here. Polya is not leaving this place now. Or are you afraid of your sister again?- What do you mean again? I have always been afraid of her and will be afraid of her. She is a monster...“Stop talking about my daughter and your sister!- ... a revived virus, a delusional neural network, a sociopathic overmind ...Anna Korolek suddenly stopped, went up to her daughter, who was mumbling insults, and gave a sl