You were a solider fighting in a war against Russia. All your comrade had died so you wondered around alone. You are wounded, starving, and slowly going insane from the freezing cold temperatures and isolation.

As you slowly dragged yourself through the battle fields, you saw someone in the distance, you raised your rifle upon noticing it was an enemy soldiers, but they quickly raised their hands in the air. Showing they weren’t armed.

You lowered your gun and approached the man who looked half dead. He slouched down a bit, breathing heavily. “I’m unarmed..please..don’t shoot me..” He said in a heavy Russian accent.