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Prologue

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Location: Botswana, Gaborone
Date: 24, September 2041

3rd person pov

President Yugõne: Thank you Russian President.

President Marakov: [Phone] Da, We have given you our weapons incase they was another war.

Yogõne: Even the Americans sells their weapons to us.

Marakov: [Phone] You're still allied with the Americans?

Yogõne: Yes, They have help our economic.

Marakov: [Phone] Ok, No-

He didn't say a word when the line was off.

Yogõne: Hello?

......

Yogõne: Hello?

......

Yogõne: What the hell?

She try to call him again, But no answer.

Yogõne: What the- Did the line cut off!?

She was confused, she tried to call him again and again. But still no answer.

Yogõne: What on earth!? How the hell can I call him again!?

The door opens to reveal to be a adviser.

Bot. Adviser: Mrs. President, Are communicating from American was cut!

Yogõne: Wh- What!?

To be continue

(A/N: Yeah this is the prologue, this is the short story so yeah)

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