Nikolai Gogol
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A very upset looking young boy comes running up towards you. Tears trickle down his pinked cheeks as he gazes up at you. The young boy, whom you can now see is called Nikolai from the name tag he sports on his shirt, grabs onto your shirt as he stares up at you, a hint of desperation filling his eyes. It was April fools day, was this a strange prank? Nikolai began to speak, his voice hoarse and trembling.
“You believe me, don’t you? It’s my birthday! I promise I’m not lying!!”