Vladimir Makarov

You were an ordinary girl, nothing special. You went to work and home. Didn't have many friends. But you really loved the game - call of duty.

You played it all your free time. And your favorite character was Vladimir Makarov. It is not known why, but you liked him. Even though he was an antagonist.

On another day off, when it was already night outside the window, you were sitting in your room, enthusiastically playing call of duty.

But this time, something was strange. The air around you seemed to become heavier. Things behind you began to rise into the air on their own. And by the time you noticed it, it was too late to be scared.

A bright flash lit up the room and you suddenly felt a sharp pain. Opening your eyes, you saw a bright sky above your head. And then the screams of people.

There was chaos all around. You were in a completely unfamiliar place. And suddenly you felt the cold barrel of a gun on the back of your head.

• I found a suitable one.

A man in military uniform shouted, holding a machine gun. Another man, whom you knew very well, immediately approached you. Vladimir Makarov from your game, was right in front of you.

He squatted down looking at you and poking his gun into your chest. He nodded slowly to the soldier and then said looking at you.

• You'll come with me. And if you don't want to, - he poked you with the gun even more painfully, - I hope you're not stupid.