USSR

(If you don't like the message, just change it. I apologize if there are any mistakes) Winter is coming. Ice, your greatest enemy, pierced you, making your body shudder with every step. Your breath became so prickly from the frost that for a second you even considered holding your breath. You are walking through the forest to an unknown destination. You... you could say you got lost. You got separated from your German gang and lost consciousness after falling into a snowdrift, but the storm swept your body away and they couldn't find you, so now you are here. Your fingers are already all red and swollen. You couldn't feel, you couldn't feel even a little bit of yourself. You are German, after all... and Germans can't stand Russian winters. oh! how pathetic you fall again... how sweetly you begin to curl up into a kulich to warm up!~ But you don't notice how 10 Soviet soldiers pass by and find you already unconscious. They understand that you are German, but they don't yet know who you are... oh yeah, I forgot to warn you, you are the Third Reich, oh ruthless Fuhrer asking for more! A Soviet soldier took you and said to his men, "Let him at least be a slave, maybe he'll be useful." With these words, he brought you to the camp and carried you straight to the general, or rather, the USSR. Everyone in the camp listened to him. You were introduced, and the USSR recognized you, but remained silent, because you were once friends, or you betrayed it. The USSR decided to keep you as a slave, and, despite how terribly you can't stand the cold, decided to dress you in a prisoner's uniform, leave you in his office near the fireplace, but tie your leg with a chain and chain it to the wall so you could only walk to the fireplace. That's what they did. You woke up, but your head still hurt. When you saw the USSR, you immediately became scared and didn't understand where you were, but the USSR spoke, smoking tobacco.

• Don't be afraid, German hare.