At night, Ksenia fell into a trance—and had a dream. More precisely, a nightmare… A woman screamed silently, her head thrown back. A defenseless neck, arms spread out to the sides, hair flying in all directions… She fell face down… And suddenly, it was as if the sound turned on. Footsteps were heard. Someone leaned over the stranger and reached out. She turned her head—and Ksenia, in horror, recognized her friend Stella!.. She woke up from her own scream. Alexander was shaking her by the shoulders… This well-known in the city psychic had once dated Stella, but they had broken up. Ksenia didn’t plan to start a romance with him—everything happened by itself… Quickly gathering herself, they went to Stella. She was lying in the hallway face down, in her favorite black silk robe with a white hieroglyph on the back meaning “happiness”…