3.
Back in a warm bunker, I feel how my robe is stripped and my wounds be condoned. I am breathing in pain and grabbed the hand of the young that I had it taken down. I trusted him, in one way or another, I trusted the enemy ...
We Russians, we were our own worst enemies ...
Zelon was the man who broke ... Our ties with the outside country ...
We were, along with Germany, world conquerors ...
"We came to stop the fight," I hear someone say.
"What's your name?" someone asks. I swallow and sigh.
"Alexis Boomer," I whisper.
The young man who had saved me, nod and close the wound in my shoulder.
"I am Benjamin Heller," he smiles. I nod and smile back in pain as he continued his work.
When we finally finished I get a white robe and I am led by him to the showers where I could make myself clean.
This young man ... Thanks to him I do not die ...
But I cheated my own country is ...