Simon leaned on his bed, frowning to himself. Why had this happened to him? What had he done? What did he do that was so awful his mother had gotten sick and his father had died in the Cold War? What had he done so awful that war has broken out through his entire country? Worse, what has he done to have to be suddenly left with his curious ten year old sister? Why was she tasked to bring peace by delivering a letter to the west?

“Why me…” Simon groaned, placing a hand on his face.