"THE ROMANOVS ARE DEAD AND GONE! All of them all dead! They will never return to enslave the people!" the comrade major shouted as he slammed his fist into his desk. His shouts were heard throughout the People's Office of Foreign Affairs in Moscow, capitol of the Soviet Union. Those working in the cluttered room at their typewriters stopped only for a brief moment to listen, before returning to work.

"But Comrade Major, this letter shows that one of them is alive and heading towards Turkey. This, along with what the newspapers said two years ago on how she-"

"THAT WAS CAPITALIST PROPAGANDA! It was spread around this nation to blind the people, to spark a corrupt rebellion that would bring slavery to this land again. The capitalist west believes that we are the ones in the wrong, but yet we all are all strong as a people. That article and this letter is nothing but lies!" The major at this point was close to almost ramming his finger through the captain's nose as he pointed at him.

"But we can not deny what is written in this letter! This creates the possibility that the royals can reunite and lead a campaign to restore the throne!" The captain seemed to have finally breached the Major's thick skull.

"You are right Comrade Captain Feliksovin, we must pursue this threat and eliminate it with all due prejudice."

"But Comrade Major Karskov, but what if this is a trick, what if this writer of the letter is lying, pretending?"

"As I said, with all due prejudice, because if anyone pretends to be a Romanov, or lies to gain capitalist betterments, they deserve to die," the Major stated understandingly. He bows his head in thought, but then looks up with an eagle-like stare. "Alert the Cheka! We are going after this threat, for the good of the people! Death to monarchy! Death to the Romanovs! LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!"