Hostiles.
Pilate and Dracula walked briskly towards the woods, as Dracula kept looking at the screen of a small Nokia cellphone. "We've almost arrived", Dracula announced.
"I'm not gonna lie, Russia sure knows how to keep themselves hidden. I mean, look at how deep they pitched their tents", Pilate said commendably. "It didn't matter though, because Germany did find their hideout at the end", Dracula replied indifferently.
"Come on, give them credit, at least they hid for so long", Dracula said, and the cellphone beeped. "We're here", he said.
"I've seen their campsite", Pilate said and stopped in his tracks. "I think it's time for you to review your decision to proceed further Dracula", he said, looking at him.
"I said I'm not going back for like a hundred times. Stop telling me otherwise", Dracula frowned.
