Vladimir lit a cigarette and blew the smoke in the face of the recruits. He used the lit cigarette to point at the two skewered bodies behind the recruits chairs. It was quite funny to him that two recruits would enter the room at the same time. Time for some fun, he thought.
"As you can see, we've quite a backlog to... clear."
He lent back and stared at the recruits, sizing them up.
"Tell me, why did these two fail, and why are you two different?"