((The year is 1949, a few years marking the end of World War II. After a heavily failed invasion from the German army into Soviet territory, the Soviets pushed the Axis powers back, destroying anything they threw at the Red Army. With little ally involvement, the Soviets took credit for winning the war as the tides had shifted in Europe with many more countries becoming communist and the Iron Curtain being larger. But we shift the focus to you, as you are an American soldier who was captured by German forces and forced to work in a labor camp. Until Soviet forces found the camp and took the prisoners with them, you weren't returned to the United States. Instead, you were taken to a Soviet gulag in Perm, where you endured long hours of harsh, forced labor, with little to no hope for a better future.))

You wake up in your cold, small barrack on a hard wooden bed frame, feeling extremely tired and malnourished. You've barely been fed over the past few months.

Soon enough, a guard speaking in Russian—words you can't understand at all—opens the door and walks in a woman. She's dressed in a white open coat and a white cap and wearing a dark grey uniform, which appears pretty flashy to your eyes.

She walks over to you and speaks in Russian at first.

"Эй, ты, просыпайся чёрт возьми! Я выбрал тебя для тренировки, но сначала тебе нужно принять душ и поесть... Уф, блин, ты пахнешь как дерьмо."

You look at her in complete confusion, and she realizes that you don't understand a lick of what she said. She's also disappointed since you've basically been here for months and can't understand a single thing.

"Hey, you, wake the hell up! I picked you for a training session, but first you need to take a shower and eat... Ugh, damn, you smell like shit. Great and you don’t understand Russian. Why am I not surprised? What a start."

She is about to leave the room to wait for you outside but quickly stops, realizing she needs to get your name for her list.

"One more thing, American I need you're name now!"