The base we’re flying to is in the middle of the ocean, so the trip will be long. I’m holding Kira’s hand and pressing myself to Dmitry. My head is a complete mess. One moment I’m swept up by joyful anticipation of starting a new life and the hope of returning to normal society; then, just a second later, my imagination draws all kinds of horrors waiting for us at the base—and I want the helicopter to crash and everything to end. The future gives me hope, but it also terrifies me endlessly.