Vladimir caught the bandage the Commandant had thrown after him and limped out of the office as he was told to do so. When he took a seat on a free chair and started wrapping up his bleeding knee, all the recruits peeped at him, their face white and in anguish, unsure about what would expect them. Vladimir was definitely scaring the lot, but he did not care at all. His heart beat was still quite a hectic and there was beads of perspiration lying on his forehead.
