Russia walks into a blank space. He stares at us intensely.
"You still want to believe I am the monster? Pay close attention what is happening to me now," he declares staring right at us.
Some time later, he is seen cradling his knees in the corner with a gloomy aura and grey clouds above his low head.
Greece watches him concerned, taking a puff of smoke. "Poor guy. All of this is really upsetting for him," he says with sympathy.
His buddy Serbia, next to him, is looking in the same direction. "Yeah, it's a good thing he's a big guy and can withstand the pressure. It sure is difficult to be him," she says with a sad sigh.