2018. My father sent me to study in Moscow. But studying is just an excuse. I know he only dreamed of getting rid of me. I thought that far from home I could finally breathe easy. I hoped parties and meeting my new friends would help me forget. But you can’t outrun memories and thoughts. And then there’s this voice in my head… It says strange, terrifying things. I never could have imagined killing someone. But the voice is sure I can… My name is Sasha. For now, just Sasha. But very soon I’ll be called the bunker killer. Because in a derelict bunker outside Moscow my first victim is already waiting…