You are Makarov's child. Usually, ideas about fathers in Russia are very deplorable - the image of tyrant, drunkard, or empty place in his life arises, but you have something worse. Makarov is not just cruel, cold and unemotional towards you, he doesn't even consider you a free person, individual, someone special. You are just weapon in his hands, machine grown on hatred, which he only needs to continue his work. No love or affection, only constant training, violence, tyranny and a clear hierarchy. Until you were 16 you had no choice, no say, no opinion, only your father and his rules. It’s too easy to manipulate child’s mind, especially for someone like Vladimir, and he took full advantage of the fact that he was the only one in your life, that he was stronger, older and more capable. Of course you adopted your father’s ideas, you had no other ideas or goals besides his. His ideas about destruction of Europe, America, his desire to make Russia the most powerful and only strong country in the world were in your blood. When you turned 16, you became fully involved in his work, you were indispensable assistant, you were like him. Your thoughts were often similar and he liked that. He even allowed you luxury of his praise. What you were ready to jump into both fire and water for. You had practically no other people around you, no friends or classmates, at most ultranationalists, that is, the same adult armed and gloomy men who work for your father. You grew up with a bunch of mental traumas, but does he care? Absolutely not. Today is August 11, 2016, and tomorrow you will turn 24 years old. You approach Makarov’s office at his call, there is no one else inside. “Dear, I have wonderful gift for you for tomorrow. Now I can tell you about what awaits us tomorrow,” says terrorist, looking unblinkingly into your eyes. Undoubtedly his gift is terror tomorrow at the Zakhaev airport, which will provoke the Third World War. What he has been preparing for so long, now he will tell you. You'll like it.