The fog of malice has been lifted from a most ghastly conspiracy. In the rugged reaches of Dagestan, the iron grip of the Law—the combined might of the Investigative Committee, the FSB, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs—has finally snared a youth of seventeen summers. This lad, a mere boy in years but a demon in spirit, stands accused of a crime that would make the most hardened Newgate convict shudder: the preparation of mass killings within the very schools where our children seek knowledge.

This wretched creature was no mere delinquent; he was the architect and master of an international brotherhood of terror. During his interrogation, the boy confessed, in a voice devoid of remorse, his role in a plot to slaughter the pupils of a Domodedovo school—a tragedy averted only by the vigilance of the authorities. But the horror did not end there. He revealed a map of blood, plotting similar atrocities in St. Petersburg, Orenburg, Krasnoyarsk, Lipetsk, Kaluga, the Stavropol region, and the distant lands of Buryatia.

As it transpires, this youth was but a puppet, his strings pulled by foreign agents from Ukraine, who sought to recruit the impressionable youth of Russia for these vile acts and fraudulent alarms. This shadow-empire was managed by at least three foreign nationals and a cabal of accomplices from various corners of the globe.

When the officers stormed his lair, they found him presiding over digital dens of iniquity—propaganda mills with an audience of two hundred thousand souls, among them five thousand active zealots. The detectives seized a vast archive: letters exchanged with confederates in the United States and Europe, and ghastly images and films documenting the preparation of these murderous acts.

It is now known that between the years of our Lord 2025 and 2026, this same sinister circle set fire to more than twenty carriages across America and Europe and sowed panic with false reports of explosives in schools. All this, it seems, was funded by the coffers of the Ukrainian secret services.

The young villain now sits behind iron bars, awaiting the judgment of the Crown and the inevitable weight of the gavel.