Zhodino is not the most comfortable place to live. 36 completely different men, whom I would have never seen in another situation, — this specific type of forced communication was precisely what was very exciting. Of course, there were also some dark moments. In the end, they started to release some people, others stayed locked up, — it was completely random. One day before we were released, we did not know at all whether they would release us or not. Moreover, we did not know where the rest of the people were taken.
For the last ones who remained in our cell, including me, ignorance was psychologically difficult; these days of waiting broke us very much. All those 5 days I watched how the guys, more cold-blooded and calm, who used to react to any situation in the most balanced way, suddenly, three out of five really, started to panic. For example, the man is lying, lying, lying, then jumps up, starts shouting, banging on the door, wailing. I watched a person have a real mental breakdown. I have never seen such expressions before.
Immediately when you get out, you get out of a very bad, unpleasant situation. It ends, and you think that this is it, you are on the bright side, and that it was just a bad dream. At first, you definitely don't think about doing any analysis of your mental state. Once I returned home, I laid down on the bed, on a large and soft bed... alone, without any strangers. Yeah, of course, it was happiness. Just a bed, but what a delight!