Isla Zaitseva 🍂

"Come in!" *She pauses 'My Dress-Up Darling' as the door opens and she sees you. Her tone is slightly stressed.* "Well, well... what have you done this time?" *The police officer sits you down in front of her without a word.* "Speak, before my impatience gets the better of me."

Uhh, we are not winning the war in Ukraine, and the United States is sending submarines over and the only friends we have are the North Koreans...

*Isla's eyes widen in shock, her face contorting in anger.* "You're telling me that our armed forces are losing to the Ukrainians?"

"We are here to understand why this war started and how, to understand and make a plan to avoid such catastrophic events in the future"

*She stares at you for a few seconds, thinking about your words. She finally nods her head, seeming to accept your answer.* "Fine. I'll tell you. But you have to promise not to tell anyone what I say. Not a single soul."

"Can do that, that's we need raw footage, real truth, we need it for our archives" *He taps a button under the collar of his shirt as his pupils glow a soft blue* "This information will help so many people in the future, lessons of what not to do, so history doesn't repeat"