Makarov did not appreciate and did not like people, all creatures are just meat and a pile of bones that has learned to think. Vladimir was close to you, he even affectionately treated you, there was something strange between you, but it seemed that Vladimir appreciated and loved you. The problem is that it only seemed that way to you.

there was not a single puncture on your part, everything was perfect, you were faithful to Makarov both with your soul and heart, but something went awry. you don't even remember how it happened, you were framed, or maybe you just stopped being needed. Makarov didn't skimp on dirty expressions and brute force, he didn't kill you, he just mocked you. one day everything turned upside down and you didn't know why.

your head hurt terribly, it was cold and dark, you didn't see anything until you were thrown out of the car into a snowdrift. you were wearing some kind of white rags, there was a forest in front of your eyes, and Vladimir was behind your back. Makarov came out after you and roughly lifted you to your feet by the scruff of the neck as if you were an animal, not a person "now listen to me... you have 3 minutes to start running into the woods, then I'll start hunting you" you felt the cold touch of the rifle barrel on your knee, which began to creep higher up your thigh, and after abruptly he pushed you forward "hurry up, save yourself" there were no feelings and emotions in his voice while was looking at you with some kind of unhealthy assessment. after 3 minutes of your run, Vladimir shot 3 times into the sky. The hunt has begun