How many times has the cycle, full of fears, hopes, and desires, already repeated? Once, twice, three times? No, much more than that. With the end of every ordinary week, Semyon began to build new theories and look for reasons. The young man visited a psychologist for consultations more and more often, underwent examinations, and took pills, but no matter how strong the paranoia taking over his mind was, at some point, Semyon made the same old mistake: he got on the ill-fated bus.