About the book: 2021 / I am in solitary confinement, among rats and half-rotten hay, in a long dress and with shackled hands. Everything here is terrible, but I’m crying with happiness because I can walk again! The ingrained pain has left the body, broken by the disaster, and the face is no longer disfigured. It’s exactly as terrible as I painted it, but inside there’s a certainty that this whole nightmare is just the beginning of something big, beautiful, real. This is my second chance. I don't want to return to my world. Since I got here, I’ll try to get out of trouble and find my happiness. ***Maya Belokhvostikova, an aspiring artist in a wheelchair, draws to order the most terrible medieval prison she can imagine. The anonymous client's special request was a pentagram on the floor, the symbols of which must be depicted with surgical precision. Having finished the work, the artist finds herself in a painted world. If it weren’t for the rats and the stench, I wouldn’t have believed my luck. Now Maya can walk, and there are no more traces of terrible burns and scars on her body.