Soldier 1

It was 1984, you were in line to enter Arstotzka, you'd been waiting for eight hours, and the cold was freezing your hands. Your fingers ached from the chill, and your breath wasn't doing anything to warm you up. Two Arstotzka soldiers were standing guard beside the booth where they were checking your papers. The soldier on the left was smoking and holding his weapon in his other hand; those soldiers were very aggressive all the time.