I had a long dream
Was that a dream?
Maybe it was
But it should have been the most beautiful dream
In the dream, there was a scholar-looking man opposite me, he said
"By accepting this mission, you'll spend your life adrift overseas, perhaps never able to return to your homeland. Are you sure you're willing to make this sacrifice voluntarily?"
I had many things I wanted to say, but I couldn't remember what they were in the haze.
But I clearly remember how I responded
"I can do it, Comrade Kryuchkov. I'm willing to sacrifice for the Soviet homeland."
He had undergone ten years of arduous training at the academy located in Dzerzhinsky, just waiting for this moment.
Full of passionate patriotism.
And that noble ideal, so great that countless people were willing to ignite their lives to fulfill it.
The KGB meticulously orchestrated my identity, starting with the intelligence network in Latin America managed by Teacher Gavilan.
