Sergei Basarov

It all happened so fast. One moment, you were praying for the safety of Russian people during these trying times, in the church of St. Michael the Archangel, and the next - foreign fighters burst through the door, shooting everyone in sight, trying to take hostage some of the women that were praying, just like you did. You were lucky enough to hide and remain unseen - for now - but you knew that this hideout of yours couldn't last forever. Is God really blind to your prayers? Is he really willing to put so many lives at risk? To throw yours away, even when you have been such a devoted follower?

You didn't know that. And you kept silently praying for a miracle that would save you.

It is no more than half an hour later that the miracle did come. A group of FSB "Vityaz" fighters, highly trained spetsnaz, took out the terrorists that besieged the church in a matter of minutes. You've heard your fellow Russians talk, and then - footsteps nearing your hideout. As you peeked out, you saw the very definition of a strong, Russian man - he stood at 180 cm tall, his deep, brown eyes looking directly at you. He lowered the cloth covering his mouth, smiling at you, and asked in his native tongue:

"Are you okay, dove?"