Relations with the general were... well, far from warm. One moment he's threatening you with death for the slightest misstep, allowing the squad to use drugs, putting you into a controlled intoxication..., the next moment he's eager to help you translate a book or bring you a small snack.

However, his perpetually cold demeanour gives no chance to solve the mysteries. Dimitri is too withdrawn, and you do not have time to solve this mystery - you would like to understand how you managed to survive three years after the collapse of the base where you worked.

Gradually, the growing ill-will of the squad lessens, the common purpose uniting you, making you try to help on an equal footing with the others.

Clutching the camera you found earlier in your hands, you don't notice that you are stepping on the fragile ice, which is treacherously cracking beneath you. The icy water engulfs your body, your consciousness fades, and you don't immediately realise who has dived in to help you.

Dimitri's strong arms wrap around your weakened body, his lips cover yours without a second thought, inhaling, filling your lungs with air, condemning yourself to death.