It's cold at Moscow

Ruth Duncan

Death.

Something that will follow you, scare you, make you sad, mad and crazy

Though Anne didn't think of this the 5th of September of the 2021, at Moscow. He thought being dead was great.

After receiving a fatal shot in his shoulder, what else could Anne espect? He wanted to leave Moscow, and to leave the Earth, and forget the pressure, the money, the problems, and just rest.

And that looked as if that was it. The End.

Or not? Poor Anne was unlucky to not to die that day, because the next events of his life were impactating.

Anne woke up.

-Where... am I?...

To make it clear, he was in a red painted room, sitting on the floor, with a pool of dark blood under him.

-You are at nowhere, to be specific -a mysterious voice said- but you are safe now.

-Who the hell are you? -Anne asked.

-I, MrHacquebord, I am Mrs. Duncan, Ruth Duncan, a soldier from the Western Resistance.

When he was a kid, and he came to Moscow, he was told of an organisation, a kid's legend, that fought against the Neo-Soviets. Every thought it was a lie made by the US, now weak, to try and put some hope in the prisoners.

Well, it turned out it did existed, and Mrs. Duncan, the mysterious shadow, was one of the proof this Western Resistance existed for real.

-Mrs. Duncan, I have a question about nowhere.

-Yes,Hacquebord?

-Where the fuck is it?

-It is the Western Resistance Headquarters.

-That's not a place.

-It is, technically.

-Okay... And why am I here?

-There you go, a smart question!-Ruth said- Well, you are here to join us.

-Why would I join this, risking my life for a hopeless thing?-Anne now looked angry.

-Because if you don't, you will not survive to the Winter. And none of your people will if you don't.

-What happened at the Weapon Factory?

-You're getting curious, I see. Well, we attacked it, because that factory is one of the main weapon manufacturer in the N.S.U. (Neo-Soviet-Union). We had to destroy it, and Joseph failed.

-Oh, and what happened to that guy, the Josephsomething, is he o'right now?

-Yeah, he is...-Ruth comes out of the shadows- he is now in a better place, with a bullet in his forehead.

-He got killed??!

-Yes, he did. 

After this conversation, Ruth acompained Anne through the corridor, to his bedroom, which was just next to Ruth's.

-If you need any help, I'm right here next room, okay?

-O-okay, I guess so.

His room had a shiny dark red colour, and the room itself was simple. A bed, a wardrobe just to the right of the bed, which was facing the door. It was a 25m² room, quite big in comparison of the old one he had at Moscow.

At 5:00pm they had dinner, Ruth called him out, and they went together to the cantine. Ruth gave Anne a guided tour of the underground complex, and he showed him where were the places like the men's bathroom, and where the cafeteria was. 

Once they had dinner, a chicken burger and some fries, they went to meet some other people, since Anne needed more friends, although he didn't know when was he coming back to Moscow, or if he was going back ever.

Then, once he got to his room, said bye to Ruth, and locked the door, he asked himself, what about his parents?

He was already 16, so he was kind of independant, even that he hadn't found a house to live and he still lived in his parent's home.

Then, he slept all night long.

He dreamt about Moscow, and something that would happens in the future. The 4th World War. Atomic and H-bombs. Human extermination. Suffering and Death.

Next morning, he felt alright. Anyways, dreams are just dreams. And life is just life.