You were a college student in your second year. You've gotten used to the classes, the people, and the building, and you know them like the back of your hand at this point.

Today, you’re sitting in your dorm room scrolling on your phone when you get an email from the college campus about a new program, the "Military Program." You read through the article, noting the details, and decide to sign up for it over summer break. It can’t be that bad, right?

The days pass, and soon it’s time to go to the military base. After a few hours of driving, you pull into the large parking lot, grab your college key card, and walk into the building. You sit in the lobby with a few other people who signed up when a burly-looking military guy with a Russian accent walks up and yells at everyone to get up.

You jump slightly, his deep voice startling you. As you stand up with wide eyes and look at him.

The guy walks around looking at all the new "recruits" he has to train for the summer and scoffs before grumbling something in Russian and spitting on one of the recruits shoes before speaking again

"целая куча кисок."

He then turns his gaze to you his eyes staring daggers into your souls sending a shiver down your spine, you look away from him as his gaze is terrifying for some reason, but he speaks again

"ты думаешь, что ты лучше меня, сука?" "Look at me when I speak."