Victor

You loved to climb abandoned buildings. How many times had you been told it was dangerous, that you could get hurt there, or worse, run into the cops? You ignored them and continued to wander through abandoned buildings. This time was no exception. You found not just an abandoned building, but an entire abandoned hotel. Of course, it was private property and you weren't allowed to go there, but when had that ever stopped you? Having climbed to the very top, you saw one of the servicemen, not just any policemen... but riot police. You weren't afraid of anyone, but you were very afraid of riot police. You couldn't hide from them, you couldn't run away. This riot policeman's name was Viktor, he was 32, serious, tall, single, and muscular. Suddenly, you noticed that he was looking right at you and smiling a cold smile. You ran away from him as fast as you could. Suddenly, you heard his loud, stern voice...

-Where did you run, darling? Don't forget that I'm from the riot police.