The 26th of December of 2021. Morning.
The winners from the last day woke up in the Section 7- also called the section of service, because in this section is where you get called to the fight zone.
The walls were all painted white, and the doors. It looked exactly like Section 10, but the difference was the huge glass windows allocated in the ceiling.
It was the first time in 4 month he saw the sun. And it was simply...
...bright.
Suddenly, an apparently - invisible door opened from the side of the White corridor.
-Oh Beth, you lucky girl, you got to section 7 before anyone else just because of your mother being one of the Leaders! -BlackStone said.
People eventually woke up from their sleep, and got up. Once everyone was awake, Beth showed up, and everyone saw her.
She was 16-year-old girl, she had an average height, her hair was long and brown, and she was pretty, and everyone agreed.
-Welcome, my fellow... Eh... somethings?, welcome to the 7th Section! I am Beth Petrikov, daughter of Anči Petrikov, and although I am the same age as you are, I came here first because my mother is a Leader working right now at the 1st Section, she considered me ready for the Action Section.
-This place looks BEAUTIFUL! -Maria said
-Yes it is- Beth answered. Right now you are at sector 71, your (and my) bedrooms. If you follow me straight down the corridor, at your right you can see the cantine, 72. And at your left we have the-
But Anne wasn't paying attention. He was looking at Ruth, charmed by her beauty. And he would have spent the 2-hour-tour around the sector like this if it wasn't that Beth had noticed him looking at Ruth's butt. And when Beth spoked, Anne's paradise ended immediately.
-Anne? Are you paying attention?!
-Yes Mrs, of course! Of course I a-!
-Okay, then tell me in which sector is the training zone. -Anne looked at her, with that face that everyone knew what it meant: I don't fucking know.
-Weeeeeeeeell, I think thaaaaaaat...
-And there it is. People, this is a great example of stupidity in its simplest form. If the enemy attacked, and they told you to go to whichever sector to defend it, you wouldn't know, and you would have to ask other people, and waste THEIR time, time to defend the Western Allies' Headquarters.
-Aja, I kinda get it.
-Please, I ask you, pay attention, Anne. Or you'll never become a soldier.
Because they were alone now (the people that were before in the 7th Section had already left, just when they came in) they didn't need to spend any time socialising.
Everyone had lunch at the cantine, spaghetti. Then for dinner,macaroni. It was energy food. Because the next day was going to be training, and so the next two months, to get the new people ready for the rebellion, that would take place in the strongest part of the Nuclear Winter- February.
Before going bed, Anne went to Ruth's room, which was next to his, and knocked on the door.
-Hello? Is anybody there?
-Yes, Anne, come in. The door is open.
Anne opened the door, came in, and closed it.
-But Ruth, are you crazy? Johannes could come, enter your bedroom, and... you know what I mean, right?
-Don't worry, Anne, everything will be fine. -Ruth said, and then she started pulling down her pijama trousers.
-Ruth, wh-what are y-you d-doin?? -Anne started imagining things too soon, and his face went red, and his eyes opened.
-No, Anne, is not what you think. -she pulled down her trousers just 5 centimiters down, to reveal a knife attached to her right leg. Unluckily, Ruth had only pushed down the trousers by the right side of her leg, and not fully pulled them down. Anyways, for Anne, looking at her bare leg was a show. He was still red.
-Okay, Anne, relax yourself, I'll pull it up again- she smiled.
-I gotta go to bed now, its getting late. And one little thing: do you remember what happened yesterday night, at the cantine?
-No, I was too drunk to think about anything.
Anne relaxed. He was glad she didn't remember, but he was also sad. He didn't want to repeat the "I love you" thing again.
But what Anne didn't know was that, Ruth had lied to him.
But we will know more about this couple in the next chapter.
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It's cold at Moscow
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