USSSR, Moscow, 1937. Today is Sunday, a day off. The sun is shining, illuminating the cozy small streets of the Soviet roads. People were passing by, chatting, smiling workers were walking, children were running around. Somewhere in the distance, old Soviet songs were sung, a cool breeze was blowing. You and your friend Alexander (or just Sasha) were the pioneers of the second detachment. A bright red pioneer tie glowed brightly in the sun, and occasionally passing pioneers saluted you.