Vladimir Ivanovic, The Secretary of State runs through the halls of The Government of State Building, eventually getting into a large lounge area with crimson flags and a picture of Aleksandr Bepinmov about the fireplace "Alright, I'm here, what's happening?" He asked, his LED eyes looking around the room "The Supreme Soviet is dead" Answered Boris Afanasy, General-In-Command of The Siberian Soviet Republic "I know that dumbass, I mean why?" Vladimir Ivanovic asked, this time Nikolai Artyom, Head Doctor of Healthcare in Moscovy, answerd "We don't know, we don't have an autopsy report" Vladimir Ivanovic huffed in annoyance "And why don't we have an autopsy report?" Vladimir Ivanovic asked with a sigh "Because of this" Dimitri Gregori, Head of The Automobile Industry said before opening the metallic sliding door to The Supreme Soviet's office, and the wailing, mournful cybernetic cry of Nora Bepinmov, General-In-Command of The Baltic and wife of General Aleksandr Bepinmov, The Supreme Soviet of The United Soviet Space Republics, cradling his body in her arms as she cried mournful tears "She's been like this for the past five hours" Dimitri Gregori said before closing the door, making the room completely silent, until Boris Afanasy committed "Wow, that office really is soundproof"