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An almost ordinary guy died from overwork in his sleep. What will he find when he opens his eyes after a very long sleep?
A young man of 34 was sitting behind the flickering screens. He recently found a pretty good job as a software developer, well paid but sometimes delivering a big headache. Yesterday one of the junior's in his team did not understand part of the code and decided to replace it with his own, thinking that this is some kind of error. As expected this wasn't good idea, now the program does not work as it should, the release date is coming soon and junior did not even remember in which library he replaced the code. As a result, the black-haired man with the eyes of a dead fish was sitting at home and tried for more than 20 hours to correct the newcomer's mistake. Oliver, that was his name, was already on the verge and more than one nail was hammered into his head.
Leaning wearily back in his chair and rubbing his temples, he looked at the green wall. To his collection of rare butterflies, figurines on a glass shelf of an erotic nature. But none of this could ease the pain in his head.
Increasingly, he wondered why he left the military with such an excellent track record while rejecting the government's tempting offers. And what did he get in return from his impulse? In addition to checks for a lump sum, he got a headache. A lot of pain.
"Heh," - grinned Oliver as he looked at the manga bookshelf. - "If i met this character named Paine, i would tell him the true meaning of pain." Looking at his watch and then back at the screens, he took off his glasses.
"But this is just an imaginary world of beautiful manga that I once plunged into, trying to distract myself from problems in real life. I'll go to sleep now, and tomorrow with a fresh mind will solve all the problems." - He said himself while saving his work on the computer. After he lay down immediately on the sofa.
His head throbbed more and more with pain. With the hope that tomorrow pain will pass, Oliver lay down on the sofa along the way, glancing at the photograph on the table of the once happy and laughing family of husband, wife and two sons, he sadly closed his eyes. And turned off the night light.
