Killian who was at the time wondering where the hell he was, was interrupted when a man in a brown trench coat approached him.
"Excuse me, comrade, are you alright or do you need me to call an ambulance?"
Those words made Killian get up from the ground and look at the man in front of him with a relaxed face.
"Thank you very much for asking, but it's just a small unforeseen event, although if you don't mind you could tell me what day and year it is."
The man gave Killian a strange look. "That's a rather curious question, but today is February 12, 1965.
In another week, it will be the anniversary of the foundation of our USSR. By your clothes, I can tell that you should be one of those Europeans who likes to come and enjoy our hospitality.
If you don't mind, can I know what nation you belong to?"
Killian scratched his head before sighing, "I'm an Irishman born in Dublin itself, a beautiful city indeed."
The man laughed and flashed a smile. "Glad to hear that you identify as an Irishman even though your nation is dominated by British imperialists.
That bunch of vermin will never allow their people to have a society like our great United States Soviet Republics.
It is a pity that our communism cannot be brought to the old world, however from the socialist republic of Alaska to the socialist republic of Antarctica.
We have a total and united rule of the proletariat people of the continent, so we do not care about the old monarchies of Europe.
Although we will always support nationalists like you who want to be free from the hand of monarchies."
The man then looked proudly at Killian. "But I think I'll get carried away and make a little speech. However comrade, would you like me to show you the beautiful city of Angegrad?
I can show you a lot of places that will surprise you."
Killian who was looking at the man nodded before taking a cigarette from one of his pockets which he lit.
"I would like you to show me around the city. However, first I have to go get my fiancee who is asleep in the alley.
We had a pretty crazy party yesterday and fell asleep in the alley before we got to our hotel."
After these words, Killian walked to the alley while the man followed him. When they arrived, Killian took Olivia from the ground and patted her face so that she could wake up.
Olivia slowly opened her eyes and could see Killian who was staring at her, so she just frowned as she planned to say a few words.
However, she was completely interrupted by Killian who winked at her.
"My beautiful Olivia, it's good that you woke up. The party the day before was too big for both of us.
We should avoid drinking that much alcohol for a while."
Olivia who did not understand what was happening could only clench her fist and replied in an annoyed manner.
"Yes… it was a very big party, but where are we?"
Killian scratched his cheek. "We are in an alley in the city of Angegrad, although the exact place I have no idea.
But it should be a good place, since nothing has happened to us during the night."
The man who was looking at everything smiled. "That's right, comrades, the security in the city of Angegrad is the best of all, since it is the capital of the socialist republic of California.
Although they must have known that when they arrived, since it is basic information that must be delivered when they arrive at their hotel.
Comrade, could you tell me in which hotel you are staying, as I would like to review your lack of professionalism towards foreigners."
Killian took a deep breath and looked seriously at Olivia who could understand what Killian wanted to do, so she just lowered her face because she couldn't say anything.
Killian, at that moment, got up from the ground and hastily turned around while taking out a pocket knife. The man who seemed to be ready sacrificed his arm, stopping the pocket knife.
After this he kicked Killian who only took a step back before taking from his pocket his other knife that he had prepared.
The man who realized that was about to draw his gun, but at that moment Killian threw the pocket knife piercing his neck so the man only made a few noises before falling to the ground.
When Killian saw the corpse, he sighed and took out some gum. "I knew from the beginning that you didn't believe me a shit. A man comes out of an alley wearing a bulletproof vest and military clothes.
He can only be a spy or a poor crazy bastard."
Killian then picked up the man's corpse and began to remove his clothes as Olivia watched on with great anticipation.
"Why did you kill that man Killian and more importantly where the hell are we?
The nuke went off that I can remember.
This is heaven or hell."
Killian who was taking off his bulletproof vest laughed "I have no idea where we are or why we're in this place, but we're definitely not dead.
Unfortunately, this is not our world. When I went out to the alley, I could see our flag with a hammer and sickle.
Not to mention that this guy mentioned the United States Soviet Republics and even worse we are in the socialist republic of California."
Killian took a deep breath and turned his head to look seriously at Olivia. "To make matters worse, the year is 1965 and if my memory serves me right, this is the time of the hippies and the Vietnam War.
I can only say that we are in the worst place and the worst time to be. If this place is like our land, this state will be a veritable hotbed of drugs and soldiers.
If we add to that the fact that the socialist republic of California does not sound like a very democratic state, I can only tell you that it will be very difficult to survive in this place.
Especially because we don't have any identity. We can't just say we're from the United States and give a date of birth in the future."
Olivia who was listening to all of her began to cry, so Killian ignored her as he finished changing his clothes. "But you're lucky though that your fiancé is a very versatile and experienced man.
Wherever there are drugs, there is a black market and where there is a black market there is an opportunity to have a starting point in this place.
As for what to do in the future, we can do many things, both legal and illegal. Everything will depend on the needs of the market, because I am a businessman."