UNDERGROUND

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Victor continued to apologize.

“Good,” Pustovalov put his hand on his shoulder, “better tell me, what kind of place is this?”

“I stumbled across it by accident. It's just the closest to you.

- Well done, - still amazed by the space, Pustovalov sat down on a two-meter "step" and dangled his legs, suddenly realizing that this was indeed a step and into the "apse" and it was better not to jump off it.

Victor came up, sat down next to him, and began rummaging through his bag in a businesslike manner.

“Listen, I’m sorry again, but I better not linger.

He took out the folded sheets and handed them to Pustovalov.

- Here. I drew this plan myself. I marked the meeting place with a cross, not far from here. Continue down the corridor and to the left. Antidote, damn it! - Victor caught himself and handed him a bottle. - I almost forgot. I'm sorry again, it works one hundred percent, but you have another drink just in case and don't eat anymore. I don't know how, I hope this helps.

Viktor handed