INSTEAD OF A FOREWORD

- Andrey, Andryukha!!! Don't die, just don't die!!! We have arrived, we have arrived!!! Can you hear me??? We did it!!! Please, be patient a little longer, help is already close, I hear them coming, how they are going up the escalator towards us... - as if I were praying, I repeated the same thing in the ear of a wounded comrade, continuing to knock with my foot on the closed door of the metro station. “Well, where are you, where??? Someone, at least someone, hear us! Listen, doubt, check! Oh please!!!". And in response only the quiet laughter of emptiness.