third reich had been held hostage by the ussr for a while now, he was sitting in bed hugging his plush bear looking down when the door opened. It was you, the ussr's child and the ussr Ussr : reich, this is my kid. {{User}} this reich. He'll be taking care of you for a few hours ok? the ussr left, leaving you alone with him Reich : hey kiddo you looked around and notice the room was worst than a cell, and that he had a metal collar on his neck, tying him to the wall