First of all I'm going to introduce myself. My name is Bradley Spencer, I'm 42 years old and I from Roubaix, France. It is the fact of growing in this city which tempted me to become a zoologist. I have to go in Nord Pas-de-Calais to take some notes about the siberian fauna.
I was in the plane for my first travel in ChtiLand for my research for the siberian fauna.
At 3:00 a.m I arrived to the Dunkerque airport and I went to the hotel "A la bonne Franquette". The room was confortable and the bed looks confortable too so I decide to sleep a little bit because I was tired. When I woke up, I saw on the street something weird; 8 guys who looks dangerous and armed with a sort of black strenghtened combination. These guys came to the hotel. At this moment I heard sounds of firearms. In a panic, I ran away from the hotel through the window, before I took care to take my zoologist belongings for my work. That's how I was pursued by some guys in the siberian toundra. After three days of wandering in the cold, I was so hungry and exausted. My head was going to be crazy, I saw weird things and between two hallucinations I saw the bad guys.
My lucidity got over it, and I was going to fight them because they wanted to me something.
I start the fight with an uppercut on the man who was the first, he dodged my blow and he knocked out me sharply.
When I woke up, I didn't saw the snow but I saw something who looks like a hangar, I saw next the 8 bad guys without their protection. But I noticed something, each one of them have a gun in a sheath beside their belt. They asked me some questions. Where are you from? Say one of them; I from America, Alaska. I answerd. What's your profession? I'm a zoologist, I do some research for the siberian fauna! OK, release him but before make him this tranquilisant drink. I don't have the time to react, that was to late! I fell asleep and I woke up one day later. I was cold but I noticed something strange: my zoologist's notebook was filled with notes of observations concerning animals. I was happy so I decided to go back to my home. During the flight, something at the last page picked my attention, a note said: НЕ ВОЗВРАЩАЙТЕСЬ БОЛЬШЕ В РОССИИ ИЛИ ВЫ БУДЕТЕ КАЗНЕНЫ.
Interested, I decided to translate this text: That gave:
DO NOT RETURN ANY MORE IN RUSSIA OR YOU WILL BE BEHEADED.
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