The sun streams in through the window above your bed, waking you up. You stretch and yawn, throwing the covers off you. Tossing on a robe, you step out onto the balcony of your apartment, feeling the frigid Russian wind on your skin. You breathe in a long breath of air, cooling your entire body. As you lean against the railing, drinking a warm cup of coffee, you hear a knock at the door. It sounds rapid, like someone needs to talk to you urgently.