He wore the nickname Alligator—and lived up to it completely: dangerous, repulsive. An MMA fighter whose face is covered in tattoos. Meet someone like that in the street and you can’t help but step back…
Once, he was called Andrey. He had parents and a sister, but… there was no place for an ordinary life for him. Other children were just children—while he was like a creature born out of darkness… He grew up and became an athlete. Maybe because, even as a child, he broke away from his family and survived among tramps. Or maybe he simply found his own kind of people?
Andrey didn’t forget his mother—he hated her too much. And after twenty-five years, he showed up at her birthday celebration. That very evening, she disappeared! In the same place where he himself had disappeared once…