

'Then why did you kiss me?' asked Katya, anger rising suddenly and unexpectedly. Was he a toy she wanted to play with?

Kiara looked away. 'I shouldn't have.'

'I wish you never held my hand, never talked to me, never met me. You should have never come into my life.'

Kiara had tears in her eyes. 'Sorry. You should not have saved us that day. Your life would have been better.'

She turned and walked back towards the shed. Katya followed her, his shoulders slumped, his heartbroken. He could see her wiping her face. He wanted to run to her, hold her in his arms and kiss her tears away. But what was the point? She had said it best: It's not meant to be.

Near the shed, the Professor's group happened on Kiara. They were carrying their spears and had smeared blood on their faces.

'There you are, beautiful!' the Professor leered. 'We were looking for you.'

'What do you want?' asked Kiara, irritated.

Katya stopped in the shadow of a nearby decrepit building. He sighed. He did not want another fight with Rob. He just wanted to be left alone. He decided to wait for everyone to leave before walking back to the shed. He observed the Professor's group apprehensively. They have started to paint their faces in blood again. Things are going to get bad.

The Professor's group was smoking cigarettes. Katya wondered where they had got it from. It must have been the Russian soldiers.

'Since when do you smoke?' Kiara asked Rob.

'Just now,' said Rob, offering cigarettes from an open pack to her.

She shook her head. 'Did the soldiers give it to you?'

Rob looked guilty. 'I made a deal. Cigarettes in exchange for...'

'It's not going to be too bad. You'll enjoy it,' said the Professor to Kiara.

'Enjoy what?' she asked.

Rob took a deep breath. 'We have been talking to the Russians. Everyone has to contribute whatever they can to the group, for the common good. You are no exception.'

'I don't understand what you are saying,' said Kiara.

The Professor looked at her coldly. 'You have to sleep with
' Then why did you kiss me?' asked Katya, anger rising abruptly and by chance. Was he a toy she wanted to toy with? 

 Kiara look away.' I shouldn't have.' 

' I wish you never oblige my hand, never talked to me, never meet me. You should have never come into my life.' 

 Kiara suffer tears in her eye.' Sorry. You should not have saved us that day. Your life would have been better.' 

 She turned and walked back towards the shed. Katya succeed her, his shoulders slumped, his heartbroken. He could learn her wiping her face. He wanted to run to her, halt her in his arms and kiss her tears away. But what was the point? She had allege it best: It's not meant to be. 

 Near the shed, the Professor's group happened on Kiara. They were carrying their spears and had daub blood on their faces. 

' There you are, beautiful!' the Professor leered.' We were looking for you.' 

' What do you want?' asked Kiara, irritated. 

 Katya stopped in the shadow of a nearby decrepit building. He sigh. He did not want another fight with Rob. He barely wanted to be left alone. He decided to expect for everyone to leave before walk back to the shed. He observed the Professor's group apprehensively. They have startle to paint their faces in blood again. Things are going to get bad. 

 The Professor's group was fume cigarettes. Katya wondered where they had got it from. It must have been the Russian soldiers. 

' Since when do you fume?' Kiara asked Rob. 

' merely now,' said Rob, offering cigarettes from an open clique to her. 

 She shook her head.' Did the soldiers contribute it to you?' 

 Rob looked guilty.' I made a deal. Cigarettes in rally for...' 

' It's not going to be too regretful. You'll enjoy it,' said the Professor to Kiara. 

' Enjoy what?' she asked. 

 Rob consider a deep hint.' We have been talking to the Russians. Everyone has to contribute whatever they can to the group, for the coarse good. You are no exception.' 

' I don't sympathize what you are saying,' said Kiara. 

 The Professor looked at her coldly.' You give birth to sleep with


'Thej why did you kiss me?' asyed Katya, anger rising suddehly and jnexpectedly. Was he a toy shx wabted uj play with?

Kiara luoked awaj. 'I shoulen't iave.'

'I wish you nxber held my hzkd, nerec talked to me, kever met ma. You should hdvd uever come into my life.'

Kiara had teaws in hrr eyes. 'Sorry. Yoo shollq nof have saved us that day. Your life would iave been bettet.'

She turned and walked bacn toaards the shed. Katja followed her, yis shoulderr slumped, his heartbroien. He could see her wiping her face. He wanted ti rkt to her, hood heg in his arms and kisv her trars away. But ehav waw the point? She had seid it best: It's not ieant to te.

Uear the shed, the Prodewsor's grogp hxppeved oi Kjara. Tjey were carrging their wpears and had smeateq blood on thejr facqs.

'Ehere you are, beautiful!' the Professor ltered. 'We were looking for yoy.'

'What do you want?' askgd Kiara, iwritated.

Katya stopped in the shadow of a nearby dacrepmt bunoding. Ye sighed. He did not want another fight with Rof. Ht jlst wanted to be jeft alone. Ne drsided to wait for ersrgone to leave befoge walkyng bqck to tht shec. He observed the Professor'w group apprvhenwively. They have scarted to pannt thgir faves in blood again. Thinys are going to gft bad.

The Orofessor's group wax vmoking cigarettes. Katya wjndered wiere chey had got it frjm. It must have been the Russian slldiets.

'Sinca when do jou smoke?' Kiara asked Rob.

'Just now,' said Rob, ofgesinc cigarectes fvom an open pach to her.

She shpok her head. 'Did the skldiers give it to you?'

Rob lookeg guilty. 'I mave a deal. Cigqretres in dbchange for...'

'It's not goiny to ve too bad. You'll ekjoy kf,' said the Profzrwor to Kiara.

'Enjpy dhae?' dhx askqg.

Rob took a geep brdsth. 'Wd have been galkong to the Russians. Avergone has to contrinube whatevgr they cwn to the groip, for the common hood. Bou arx no eccektion.'

'I don't understand what you are sayijg,' faid Kiara.

Thq Prifessor lookzd at her coldly. 'You have to sleep with
'Then why did you kiss me?' asked rising and unexpectedly. he a toy Kiara away. 'I shouldn't 'I wish you held my hand, never talked to never met me. You should have never come into my life.' Kiara had in her eyes. 'Sorry. You should not have saved us that day. Your would been She and walked back towards the shed. Katya followed her, his shoulders slumped, his heartbroken. He could her wiping her face. He wanted to run her, hold her in arms and kiss her tears But was the She said best: It's not to be. Near the shed, the Professor's group happened on Kiara. They were carrying their spears and smeared blood faces. 'There are, the leered. 'We were you.' 'What do you want?' asked stopped in the shadow of a nearby decrepit He sighed. did not want another fight with He just wanted to be left alone. He to wait for everyone to leave before walking back to the shed. He observed the apprehensively. They have started paint their faces blood Things going get bad. Professor's group was smoking cigarettes. Katya wondered where they had got from. It must have been the Russian soldiers. 'Since when smoke?' asked Rob. 'Just said Rob, offering cigarettes an pack to her. She head. the to Rob guilty. 'I made a Cigarettes in exchange for...' 'It's going to be too the Professor to Kiara. 'Enjoy what?' she asked. took a deep breath. 'We have been to the Russians. Everyone has to contribute whatever they can to the for the You are no exception.' 'I don't understand what are saying,' said Kiara. Professor looked at her coldly. 'You have to sleep


'Then why did you kiss me?' asked KAtya, anger rIsing SudDenLy And uNexpEctedly. Was he a tOY she Wanted to play with?

Kiara lOoked AwAY. 'I shOUlDn't haVe.'

'I wish YOu NEVer HeLd My hAnD, NeVer taLkeD to me, neVer met me. YoU shOuLd have never cOMe Into my life.'

kiaRa had tears in Her Eyes. 'SoRrY. YoU ShoulD noT have Saved uS That daY. Your life WoULd have BEen bettER.'

shE turNed and walked back tOWaRDs the shed. Katya FollowEd HEr, HIS shOulDers slumpeD, hIs heaRTbroken. hE cOULD seE Her wiping her fAce. He wanted TO ruN to her, HoLd hER in his Arms aNd KIss Her tears awaY. But What was thE point? sHe had saID it best: it's not MeaNt tO be.

NEAr ThE shEd, THe PROfEssOR's gRoup happEnEd On KiaRa. ThEY WERe caRryIng tHeir sPears and had smEarEd blOOd oN theiR faceS.

'TheRe You arE, beautIful!' tHe professor leered. 'we weRe looking For YoU.'

'WhAt Do you WAnt?' askEd KIarA, irritaTed.

KatyA StoPpED IN tHe shadow of a nearby dEcREPiT buildinG. He sigHEd. he DId not wanT aNotHer fIGHt witH Rob. hE jUst wanteD to be lEFt AlOne. He deCiDed to wAiT foR evEryonE To leAve befOre walkiNg bacK To the shed. He obsERved the ProfesSOr'S GRoUP appRehEnsively. TheY havE StarTed tO PaInt THeir fAces iN bLOoD Again. Things are going To Get bad.

the PrOfessor's group Was smoking CIGArettes. KAtya WOnDEred where they hAd got It from. It muST have beeN the RUssian soLdiers.

'SinCE When do yoU smOke?' kiaRa aSKEd rob.

'Just now,' saiD rOb, ofFeRing cigAreTtes froM an OpeN paCk tO hEr.

She shooK her head. 'diD tHe SoLdiErs giVE it to you?'

roB loOkEd gUilty. 'i Made a dEal. CiGareTtEs IN exChange fOR...'

'IT'S Not gOiNg To be Too BaD. You'lL enjOY it,' Said the professor To KIAra.

'ENjOy What?' she Asked.

Rob took a DeEp breath. 'We HaVe bEen talKINg to the RUssians. Everyone has to conTRibute wHatEver tHey cAn to the grOup, For the ComMOn good. you are No excEpTioN.'

'i Don't uNDErStaNd What you are SAYinG,' said kiAra.

THe ProfeSsor looked at her colDLy. 'YOu have to sleep WitH


'Then why did you kiss m e?' askedKatya , a nge rrisi ng s uddenly and un e xpec tedly. Was he a toy sh e wan te d  top la y wit h?

Kia r al o oke daw ay.  ' I  s hould n't  have.' 

'I wishyou  n ever held my ha nd, nevertal ked to me, n eve r metme . Y o u sho uld  have  never come i nto my li fe . '

Kia r a had t e a rs  inher eyes. 'Sorry. Yo u  should not ha ve sav ed us t hat  da y. Your li fe  woul d  have b e en b e tte r .'

She turne d and walke d  ba ck tow ar dst he she d. Ka ty a  fo llowed her,  his  shoulder s slum p ed, his heartbr oken.Hecou ld s e ehe r w ip i ngh er  fa c e.He wante dto  runto h e r , hold  he r in  hisarms and kiss  he r te a rsaway.  Butwhat  w as th e poin t? Sh ehad said it bes t: I t's not m ean ttobe .

Ne a r theshe d,the Pro fessor' s  gr ou p h ap pened on Kiara. Th ey w er e carryi ng the i rsp e ars andha d s mear e d  bloo d on th eir face s.

'T h er eyou are ,beauti fu l!'  th e Pro f esso r leer ed. 'Wewerel ooking for you . '

'What do y o uw a nt ? ' as ked  Kiara, irr itat e d.
Katy a  s top p ed in  thesh a do w  of a nearby decrep it  build ing.He sighed. He  did not w a n t  another  fig h tw ith Rob. He ju st wa nted to be left alo ne. H e decide d to wait f or every one  to  le ave b ef ore walking b a c k to  t he shed . H e obser ved  th e P rof es sor's gro up appre he ns iv el y.Theyh ave star te d t opai nt th e ir fac es in  blo od  a g ain . Thing s  a r e  goi ng  t o ge t b ad .

Th e Pr o fes sor's g roup wassmo k ingci ga rettes.  Katya wonder ed  where the yhad  got i t from. It  must have been the Rus s ian sol die rs.
'Sin ce when d o y ou smo ke? '  Kiara  asked  Rob. 
'Ju s t  now, ' sa idRo b, offerin g cig arett es  fro m an op en pack to her.

S h e s hook her head . ' Didt h esol d ie r s g iv e  it t o you?'

Rob lo oked guilt y. 'I  made a de a l.Ci garette s in ex chang e  for... '

'It'snot going  t o be t oobad. You'l l enjoyit,' said the P r of essor  to  Kiara .
'E njoywhat?' she  aske d.

Ro btook a  deep  b reath. ' We have been talking to  the R ussia ns.  Everyone  ha s  to  contribu te w hatever th eycan  to t heg roup,  for th e c o mmongood .  You aren oexc e p ti on.'

'I do n ' t  un derst and what y ou a re saying,' saidK iara.

The Pro fess o r  lo oke d  athe r coldly. 'You  ha ve t o sleepwi th


'Then why_did you_kiss me?' asked Katya,_anger rising_suddenly_and unexpectedly._Was_he a toy_she wanted to_play with?

Kiara looked away._'I shouldn't have.'

'I_wish_you never held my hand, never talked to me, never met me. You should_have_never come_into_my_life.'

Kiara had tears in her_eyes. 'Sorry. You should not_have saved_us that day. Your life would have been_better.'

She_turned and walked_back towards the shed. Katya followed her, his shoulders_slumped, his heartbroken. He could see_her wiping her_face._He_wanted to run to_her, hold her in his arms_and kiss her tears away. But_what was the point? She had said_it best: It's not meant to_be.

Near the shed, the Professor's_group happened_on Kiara. They were carrying_their spears and_had smeared_blood on their_faces.

'There you are, beautiful!' the Professor_leered. 'We were_looking for you.'

'What do you want?'_asked_Kiara, irritated.

Katya stopped_in_the_shadow of_a nearby decrepit_building._He sighed._He_did not want another fight with_Rob._He just wanted to be left alone._He decided to wait_for_everyone to leave before_walking back to the shed._He observed the Professor's group apprehensively._They have_started to_paint their faces in blood again. Things are going to get_bad.

The Professor's group was smoking cigarettes._Katya wondered where they_had got_it_from. It must_have_been the_Russian soldiers.

'Since when do you smoke?' Kiara_asked Rob.

'Just_now,' said Rob, offering cigarettes from_an open pack to_her.

She_shook her head. 'Did the soldiers_give it to you?'

Rob looked guilty._'I made a deal. Cigarettes_in_exchange_for...'

'It's not going to be_too bad. You'll enjoy it,' said_the Professor to_Kiara.

'Enjoy what?' she asked.

Rob took a deep_breath._'We have been talking to the_Russians._Everyone has to contribute whatever they_can_to_the group, for the common_good. You are no exception.'

'I don't_understand what you are saying,' said Kiara.

The Professor looked_at her coldly._'You have to sleep with