Lumi tuiskas metsikult väljaspool maa-alust punkrit, kus Mihkel, Kaia ja Tõnu leidsid end vastamisi istumas.

Snow was swirling wildly outside the underground bunker where Mihkel, Kaia, and Tõnu found themselves sitting opposite one another.

Mihkli pilk liikus ettevaatlikult üle pimeda ruumi.

Mihkel's gaze moved cautiously across the dark room.

Punkri seinad tundusid neile peaaegu surmavalt kitsad, samal ajal kui tuul möllas vihaselt väljaspool.

The bunker walls felt almost deadly tight to them while the wind raged fiercely outside.

Tõnu, karm ja umbusklik, istus nurgas.

Tõnu, stern and distrustful, sat in the corner.

Tema käed olid kindlalt rinnal risti, näidates, et iga sõna peab olema tõsine.

His arms were firmly crossed over his chest, indicating that every word must be serious.

Mihkel soovis saada peavarju lumetormist, aga Tõnut polnud kerge veenda.

Mihkel wanted shelter from the snowstorm, but Tõnu was not easy to convince.

"Me vajame kohta, kus olla, kuni torm möödub," alustas Mihkel.

"We need a place to stay until the storm passes," began Mihkel.

Ta ei öelnud sõnagi rohkem.

He said not a word more.

Tõnu tõstis kulmu.

Tõnu raised an eyebrow.

"Miks ma peaksin teid usaldama?"

"Why should I trust you?"

Tema hääl oli tõsine ja kahtlustav.

His voice was serious and suspicious.

Mihkel sügavalt hingas.

Mihkel took a deep breath.

"Ma tean midagi, mis võib sulle kasulik olla," ütles ta vaikselt.

"I know something that might be useful to you," he said quietly.

Tema sõnad olid täis tõsidust ja lootust.

His words were full of seriousness and hope.

Kaia vaatas murelikult Mihkli poole, kui Tõnu uurivalt silmad nende peal peatus.

Kaia looked worriedly at Mihkel as Tõnu's scrutinizing eyes paused on them.

"Mis see on, mida sa tead?"

"What is it that you know?"

küsis Tõnu lõpuks, huvitatult, aga skeptiliselt.

asked Tõnu finally, interested yet skeptical.

"Seal on varjatud koht, kuhu keegi veel polnud sattunud," seletab Mihkel.

"There is a hidden place where no one has been yet," Mihkel explained.

"Ma võin sulle öelda, kuidas seda leida.

"I can tell you how to find it.

See on varjatud ja toiduga täidetud."

It's hidden and stocked with food."

Pinge punkris tõusis.

The tension in the bunker rose.

Kaia hoidis hinge kinni.

Kaia held her breath.

See oli risk, aga Mihkel teadis, et pidi proovima.

It was a risk, but Mihkel knew he had to try.

Ta ei saanud lubada, et nad külmaks kuidagi jäävad.

He couldn't allow them to remain out in the cold.

"Kui sa valetad..." alustas Tõnu, sõnad ähvardavana õhus ripnedes.

"If you're lying..." began Tõnu, his words hanging threateningly in the air.

"Ma ei valeta," ütles Mihkel kindlalt.

"I'm not lying," Mihkel said firmly.

"See on tõsi.

"It's true.

Sügav metsas, vanade rehade lähedal."

Deep in the forest, near the old rakes."

Tõnu silmis vilksatas midagi.

Something flickered in Tõnu's eyes.

Huvi või usaldus?

Interest or trust?

Raske öelda.

Hard to say.

Vaikus täitis ruumi, kõikehaarav ja pingeline.

Silence filled the room, all-encompassing and tense.

Lõpuks, justkui kaaludes kõiki plusse ja miinuseid, noogutas Tõnu aeglaselt.

Finally, as if weighing all the pros and cons, Tõnu nodded slowly.

"Olgu.

"Alright.

Te võite jääda."

You can stay."

Kergus langes üle Kaia ja Mihkli.

A sense of relief descended over Kaia and Mihkel.

Vaatamata pingele, olid nad pääsenud tormist.

Despite the tension, they were spared from the storm.

Ülespoole suunatud näod vihjasid, et lootus pole veel kadunud.

The upward faces hinted that hope was not yet lost.

Kuigi nende vaheline usaldus oli habras nagu jää, õppis Mihkel, et ausus ja strateegia võivad murda ka kõige paksemad jääkihid.

Although the trust between them was as fragile as ice, Mihkel learned that honesty and strategy could break through even the thickest layers of ice.

Mõnikord riskides avaneb ikka võimalus ehitada ajutisi sildu, mida on ellujäämiseks hädasti vaja.

Sometimes by taking risks, there's still a chance to build temporary bridges desperately needed for survival.

Punkri seinad hoidsid neid kaitstuna mässava talvetormi eest, vähemalt täna ööseks.

The bunker walls kept them protected from the raging winter storm, at least for tonight.

Väljas möllas veel torm, aga sees oli rahu.

Outside, the storm still raged, but inside there was peace.