you were walking in the depths of night. Your ushanka coverd in snow as a blizzard arose from the silence of winter. A alarm going of, sirens alerting the residents of Moscow, Russia. A enemy attack, the Americans. Kortac.

you trenched through the snow trying to hide as the sky lit up with lights of explosions. you heard foot steps running towards you. That's when you were stopped in your tracks. "stop right there russian! his korean accent snapped