Yugoslavia times

A dark cinema. The iconic music from "Walter defends Sarajevo" (Валтер брани Сарајево) is playing as the credits role. China with stars in his eyes stands up to applaud. He is dressed in his worker's uniform. "What an amazing movie!" he says still clapping.

"Yeah, I guess it is pretty good. I mean it drags on in a few places and the music is too eerie at times but other than that it's okay" Serbia says, sitting in her postal uniform.

"I love it. Such an homage to unity and brotherhood. I can't wait to show this in all my movie theatres. Are people in Sarajevo really that united?" he asks excited.

Serbia chuckles: "When they're up against an enemy they all hate, definitely...It's a place of many different people groups and many religions. Over the years, they have truly made themselves into a model of what an egalitarian society should look like."

"You must be so proud to have such a place in your country" China says sincerely.

She smiles content. "As a matter of fact, I am" she replies with her face in full screen.

Next scene: Serbia's face is angry and splattered with blood. Gun shots are heard in the back. As the frame zooms away we see her standing in a demolished city. Soldiers fire all around, from destroyed and burning buildings. They swear, taunt and yells the worst profanities at one another before firing their guns of grenades. The worst part is, they are all speaking the same language. Some of them were neighbors just a year before.

She stands there, in her 90s military uniform, clinging to her gun. Bosnia is hiding in the building of his capital, waiting to attack her. With a trembling hand, among the madness, all she can do is exclaim: "F*ck!"

Golden age of the Ottoman Empire - 16th century

The Ottoman together with his boss Suleiman, was visiting his northern provinces. Along the local administrators and Janissaries accompanying the sultan, there is a small short-haired figure in deliberately plain clothes. The figure stands with her head bowed as is the custom for a subjugated representative. The Ottoman is wearing adorned and bejewelled silk clothing, majestic in every way. On his head, just like his boss, he has a large white turban which almost reaches the top of the door.

"Are my subjects ready, Serbistan?" he asks the Christian territory. She closes her eyes, trying not to flinch in rage. "Yes, they are waiting" she says still bowing. The empire, looks straight ahead, tall but also a little nervous. "Is my turban big enough?" he turns to the figure in plain male clothes. The territoy looks at him confused.

"I don't believe it can be bigger" she says careful not to sound offensive.

Ottoman nods pleased. "Good" he says and follows his entourage outside.