Hidden from everyone else was Valechka. She kept a low profile, laying on her stomach, undetected it seemed. She observed that the others were either too imperceptive or were simply too occupied with their displays of power to notice her. At first, Valechka was intimidated by the situation, unsure of what to do. However, after some waiting patiently, she had deduced what was going on. Under concealment both behind some shrubbery and under the fog, Valechka kept herself steady.

Through the fog, Valechka could discern vague shadows. Some of girls, some of boys, one of a cat, and one of a helicopter. She attempted to restrain herself, waiting until the time was just right. Through the combat screams, banter, and shouting, Valechka was able to hear the person who was apparently their instructor speak. "Impress me through the fog" he said.

Valechka's plan was simple. She was going to hide inside the fog, then when everybody else had wore themselves out, jump out to take everybody, including the instructor, down. Without her trusty mosin, it was the least she could do. Sadly, such a thing could not make it through airport security.