About the book: year / Each of us has our own, carefully protected, skeletons in the closet. Each of us has our own friends and our own enemies. A coincidence of circumstances... And now you have to rummage through the closet, holding the skeletons that fall out with your hand. and the other to fight off volunteer helpers. One careless movement... and the skeletons fall out with a roar for everyone to see. Which will be stronger? Years of friendship or resentment? Pride or understanding? Fear or promise? And then the villain showed up with his demons, your parents disappeared somewhere, and you yourself found yourself caught between two fires. But you are not a hero at all, neither strength nor experience. Just a man with a closet full of skeletons.