When, through screams and tears, Olga finally understood her friend’s problem, things were already moving towards dawn. Looking carefully at her friend, Olga decided that it was useless to scold Katya now. This pedagogical process can and should be carried out only when the pain recedes. Yes, you were not mistaken, Lelya worked as a teacher, and even thought in a beautiful, correct, pedagogical way. At least that's what she thought. Now Katya needed to be treated. The friend's hand swelled to incredible sizes. If Katya had at least hinted before going to bed that she was going to sleep without gloves, these consequences could have been avoided. Everything was very simple, the cream that was applied to the face before going to bed had to be applied to the hand. But what happened, happened. Now this cream could not help. Olga had hellish water in her backpack, as the aborigines living in this region used to call it; to put it simply, Olga had a bottle of vodka in her backpack. Half of the bottle was used to bathe Katya’s hand; Olga told her friend to simply drink the remaining vodka. When the vodka had evaporated and the swelling had decreased a little, Olga told Katya to put a glove on her hand. It was a painful but necessary process. As soon as the glove was pulled on, with screams, tears and lamentations, Olga connected the glove to the camp electric first aid kit. The treatment took another half hour. After breakfast and getting ready, Lyolya hardly raised her friend and announced that, unfortunately, she needed to hit the road again. Katya had no choice but to agree. Exactly 24 hours have passed since the girls left the checkpoint. The road stretched out in front of them, still straight and full of cracks, the sun was burning just like yesterday, but the girls felt different. Olga walked and scolded herself for taking Katya with her, but Katya, on the contrary, relaxed and was happy with everything. Katya walked in front, Olga walked a little further behind. The good mood was so good that at some point Katya wanted to sing, which she did right away. Olga twitched, but then waved her hand, if her friend wants to sing, then let her sing, the main thing is not to cry. However, singing was not enough, and Katyusha decided to dance. Olga stopped and began clapping in time with her friend’s clumsy movements. When Katya performed the entire program, she simply plopped down on the asphalt. Olga thought that her friend was just tired and wanted to rest, but Katyusha suddenly announced that she wanted to sleep, and immediately stretched out on the asphalt. Olga tried to resist her friend’s plan, but while she was wondering what words to bring her friend to her senses, Katya fell asleep soundly and serenely. After this, Lela had no choice but to sit on the asphalt next to her friend. Something was wrong, according to Lelya’s calculations, the road should have ended already, but on this trip everything was wrong, everything was wrong. Katya began to show signs of life an hour later. Raising her head, she asked for a drink. Soon, the girls hit the road again. However, they did not walk for long, just like yesterday, darkness fell on the ground at 4:00 in the afternoon. Katyusha asked to set up the tent, but Olga refused. She understood perfectly well that if Katya went to bed now, then she would not be woken up until the next morning. In general, this trip became like a comedy. It was very dark, but Olga and Ekaterina sat calmly on the heated asphalt and waited for it to become light again. The light returned, just like yesterday - at 6:00 pm. The effect of the vodka had worn off, Katya was irritated by everything, and she looked around displeasedly. At some point, she imagined movement, she strained her eyes, no, it was not an optical illusion, there was a horse at the end of the road. The horse was completely white.