The moonlit evening slowly turned into a dark night. The doctor was talking to his friend, drinking from a glass of blood-red liquid, sometimes laughing and nodding at his friend's phrases. Strange taste... The doctor did not pay attention to anything and leaned back on the sofa. Not only was he able to relax for the first time in such a long time, but also in pleasant company. No matter how it is. The doctor looked up at Polonoi. His eyes glowed with a menacing violet light, and his gaze was... Uncharacteristically strange for him
- I feel sleepy...
- no wonder, doctor. You don't know how to drink at all!
- but I...
He looked down at the floor, trying to come to his senses. His head was buzzing, sounds began to be muffled by a strange deafness, and objects literally blurred in his eyes.
-...Dyo. I can spot sleeping pills anywhere... aren't you...
Polonoi watched the doctor's mind go blank, throwing his leg up on the couch. The doctor held the bridge of his nose, massaging it. He looked lethargic, almost lifeless. Dio smiled and said only one thing
– see you in the morning, Doctor...