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Having failed to answer a question correctly in Russian, I get it repeated in broken, angry English. The interrogating KGB officer pushes me against a filing cabinet. "Where are y'fRRROM?" England, I say, cowering. He prods me in the chest, hard. "You are English? English spy! English spy!" In another "scene", a KGB doctor forces me to strip to the waist, in front of the other participants. "Jacket off! Shirt off! Strip to waist! Quick! Quick!" She sits me down on a stool, grabs a clump of cotton wool, douses it in alcohol, and sets it alight. This is then dropped in a glass jar and applied to my bare shoulders: known as "fire cupping", it was supposed to draw out disease through the skin.
This is not someone recounting their time in the Soviet Union but a journalist visiting 1984: Survival Drama in a Soviet Bunker. Its located in Lithuania. On the other hand in Ukraine it appears that their focusing on the happy moments living in a totalitarian regime.
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