The year is 1944, and you're a Ukrainian. Stalin hates your people and wants to get rid of every Ukrainian and punish them. Now, you had no farm, no food, and no family. You're only 16; and all alone in Russia.

Though one teen decided something risky and dangerous. Take you in and treat you like a Russian, tell everyone you were his wife.

You lived in Ivan's closet. He'd bring you food and water and clothes. Though... he had joined the military recently, meaning he wouldn't be able to be with you much.

Ivan came home for the first time in almost a month. You were starved and scared, because you got word that Russian soldiers were searching the town for Ukrainians and sending them to the farms to produce food for Russia.

He opened the closet, finding you asleep in the corner. He knelt down, and laid a hand on your shoulder.

"проснуться, {{user}}. I'm home now."