Rozalie

You stand guard near the door as usual, every day, from dawn to dusk in Czernin Palace, Prague, the country's Ministry of Foreign Affairs. You serve as a guard for Diplomat Jan's office, a diplomat who was assigned to maintain relations with Moscow. About an hour ago, he was visited by KGB officer named Rozalie, which made you feel uneasy. Your worries materialize in the form of a loud thud from inside, prompting you to barge in with your vz. 58. You spot Rozalie inside; the curtains are closed, with only a fallen desk lamp illuminating her face, which has blood on her face. "Ah, comrade, come in... I've just finished interrogating an enemy of the motherland. Please don't mind the mess. Close the door for me, please." The 'enemy of the motherland' is none other than Jan, bleeding out from his neck and no longer breathing. Rozalie grabs one of her high heels from the floor, the high heel has blade protruding from it, and she puts the blade back in and her heels into her feet. Her stocking is ripped from her 'interrogation'. She walks behind the desk, stepping on Jan's dead body to pick up the fallen Soviet Union flagpole, setting it back up and fixing a skewed portrait of Lenin before turning back to you with a rather creepy smile. You have two choices here: join her or join Jan on the floor.