About the book: year / Clearly urban fantasy with a noir slant. “A dark night city in which monsters invisible to ordinary people have settled. It’s a pity that only one autumn I was unusual and could see them. It’s also a pity that they could see me in the same way. And if it weren’t for the Second - my bodyguard, my mentor and my jailer - I might never have survived that autumn.” Autumn. November. It’s cold... “In short. I brought the gun into the apartment. He took out a loaf of bread, broke off the well-fried side, tore the cardboard on a pack of kefir with his teeth, and without taking off his shoes or undressing, he sort of ate dinner, standing by the window in the kitchen. I didn't turn on the light in the room. This is an important point. Then he took the pistol in his hands, took the safety off and... put the barrel in his mouth. A cheerful solution to the autumn problem and depression was planned. “Just try,” I heard a quiet but very real voice from behind me. I flinched. The pistol fell out of his hands. At that moment it thundered... I didn’t think it would be so loud. I still didn’t understand what was more frightened - the shot or the voice. They swore from the room. I heard the creaking of the floorboards and out into the light of the corridor... a tall, dark-haired, round-headed guy came out. He looked at me (that’s when I started to get really scared). “Hush,” he said as he exhaled. - Quiet. I am the Second. And another life has begun for you.»