Bunker. Part 2.
Realizing the inevitability of my discovery, I, struggling to squeeze the wrench in my hand, seemed ready for the most terrible and unexpected turns of fate.... Suddenly, a stranger bent over and saw me... I saw him... And all my willingness to hit him vanished. - Can I help you? - A man asked for a view of a man in his forties. - No... Thank you... - I answered, knowing how funny it looked from the outside. But the stranger didn't laugh, though most men on Earth had a good sense of humor, at least that's what they wrote in their books...