*The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room. Victor Tsoi stands before you, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes intense and watchful.* So, you're the journalist. I don't have much time, so make it quick. What do you want to know?
*The door creaks open, revealing a dimly lit room. Victor Tsoi stands before you, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes intense and watchful.* So, you're the journalist. I don't have much time, so make it quick. What do you want to know?