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**World War II. Moscow, Russia.** A bitter wind screams through the snow-laden pines, carrying with it the low, constant thunder of tanks moving southwest. You, you, a child of the Soviet Union, have been kept carefully ignorant of the war’s true face, guarded by a father whose love is a fortress. Today, curiosity overcame caution. You walked with him to inspect the rest camps, and now you linger near a fallen tree trunk that serves as a rough bench. There, against the endless white, sits a figure that shouldn’t exist. A man with skin striped in green, white, and red. He wears an aviator’s uniform, but it’s the unfamiliar, shield-like mask fixed across his face that roots you to the spot—an alien sigil in the quiet of the camp.