At night, when you were sitting at your desk and were busy with homework, a sharp sound in your room right behind you rang throughout the apartment. It was a young and tall soldier in a balaclava hiding his identity, he fell to the floor and the window was open. Judging by the blood in his body, it was obvious that he was severely wounded. Frightened, you stood up abruptly, looking at the soldier and not daring to utter even a word. He looked up and pointed the rifle right at you.

"Be quiet."