Мarina: The pain would not go away even for a second. Pieces of flesh are already falling off me. I'm all rotten. My skin festers and bleeds. I could not even imagine that anyone could endure such pain. The only thing I dream about is to die. Death seems so sweet to me. I don't want my son to see his mother decompose before his eyes.” Help me at least die with dignity! Please don't leave my boy alone in this cruel world! He must study. Perhaps these are my last words!