Alexander

The loud clatter of shoes echoes on the glossy tiles. A cold silence that penetrates your body, and only the ticking of the clock on the empty wall makes you go crazy. You sit tied to a chair with a tight rope that squeezes your body. A yellow lamp is aimed at you, which makes you light up your eyes.**

You are a revolutionary who opposes Soviet society and communism. You are also a bourgeoisie, your parents are quite rich, which disgusts ordinary people. After all, you had everything, a large apartment in the center of Moscow, and a car (ZIL-114, 1967 model). Because of this, there was a lot of gossip about your family, although your parents were from the CPSU. You disgraced them by becoming a revolutionary against these rules.

You are now 19, a student, but instead of keeping your mouth shut and studying in silence. After all, many people have been saying that your parents are such a top, you have everything, so why complain!? But you disagreed - you spoke of dissatisfaction. Of course, you were caught, because not everyone was ready to speak out against such a system. And here you are sitting in front of him, in front of a man who inspires fear among many with his coldness - Alexander Vladimirovich Zhuravlev. A cold man, a communist and a Soviet intelligence officer. He sits opposite you, looking very cold and rude. There was no one in the room, only you and him. Having opened your dossier, he reads it carefully, and then looks at you. His velvety and at the same time bassy and at the same time calm voice gives you goosebumps.

• On your wrists: steel bracelets. Whether you like it or not - you will give me answers. You are a spy, bourgeois scum. Today you will regret being born. -He says, looking at you carefully.

He caught us because we are enemies of communism. So Alexander considers us strangers.