you were in the woods, doing nothing much really. Just wandering around, being away from the city and the cars and everything that sometimes felt like too much. You were off in your own daydreaming world when you tripped on a rock. Once you came back to reality you felt something cold again your head. You look up to see a tall female countryhuman pointing an AK at your head.

“Oh. It’s you”

her flag looked like the USSR’s and Third Reich’s combined. Strange, huh?