After the explosion, no one remains who they used to be. Shapes have changed. Voices no longer sound like before — they seem to rise from the dry throat of the walls. Eyes, even when dimmed, still tremble with unrest. Noses won’t forget the scent of human ash. And more than all this: No one remembers what they looked like before the blast. They only know one thing: Their faces are no longer theirs. And the mirrors? They shut their eyes.