Marek stál pred vchodom do tajného bunkra v Tatrách.

Marek stood at the entrance to a secret bunker in the Tatra Mountains.

Lesy boli husté a zelený porast ho dokonale ukrýval.

The forests were dense, and the green foliage concealed him perfectly.

Bolo leto a vtáky spievali.

It was summer, and the birds were singing.

Ale Marek bol ticho napätý.

But Marek was silently tense.

Pri ušiach držal vysielačku.

He held a radio to his ear.

„Jozef, poď sem.

"Jozef, come here.

Musíme sa skryť.

We have to hide.

Invázná armáda prichádza!

The invading army is approaching!"

“Jozef, jeho priateľ, sa zasmial.

Jozef, his friend, laughed.

„Marek, nemaj strach.

"Marek, don't worry.

Nikto tu neprichádza.

No one is coming here."

“Marek sa však nenechal odradiť.

But Marek remained undeterred.

„Nie, Jozef.

"No, Jozef.

Musíš mi veriť.

You have to believe me.

Príď sem, rýchlo.

Come here, quickly."

“Jozef bol skeptický, ale išiel za Marekom.

Jozef was skeptical but followed Marek.

Našiel ho, ako odomyká zámok na vchode do bunkra.

He found him unlocking the door to the bunker.

„Čo tam máte, Marek?

"What do you have in there, Marek?"

“„Len poď dovnútra,“ trval na svojom Marek.

"Just come inside," Marek insisted.

„Ukážem ti, aké je to vážne.

"I'll show you how serious it is."

“Vstúpili do bunkra.

They entered the bunker.

Bol v ňom chladnejší vzduch a mal úhľadné regály plné konzerv, vody a domácich vynálezov.

The air inside was cooler, and it had neat shelves filled with canned goods, water, and homemade inventions.

„Pozri sa,“ ukázal Marek pyšne na svoje zásoby.

"Look," Marek proudly showed his supplies.

„Som pripravený.

"I’m prepared."

“Jozef si prezeral bunkr a posledne sa usmial.

Jozef looked around the bunker and finally smiled.

„Marek, to je vážne pekné, ale si si istý, že je to nutné?

"Marek, this is really nice, but are you sure it's necessary?"

“Marek sa na neho zamračil.

Marek frowned at him.

„Áno, Jozef.

"Yes, Jozef.

Musíš byť pripravený.

You have to be prepared.

Čo ak naozaj prídu?

What if they actually come?"

“Jozef prešiel bunkrom a našiel malý denníček.

Jozef walked around the bunker and found a small diary.

„Čo to je?

"What's this?"

“ opýtal sa Jozef a začal listovať.

he asked, starting to flip through it.

V denníčku boli Marekové plány a scenáre.

The diary contained Marek's plans and scenarios.

„Tu píšeš o vymyslenej invázii, Marek.

"Here, you write about an imagined invasion, Marek.

To nie je reálne.

It's not real."

“Marek klesol.

Marek slumped.

„Myslel som, že bude lepšie, ak budeme pripravení…“Jozef sa usmial a zavrel denníček.

"I thought it would be better if we were prepared..." Jozef smiled and closed the diary.

„Marek, nie je tu žiadna hrozba.

"Marek, there's no threat here.

Len si sa nechal uniesť.

You just got carried away."

“Marek sa zasmial.

Marek laughed.

„Možno máš pravdu.

"Maybe you're right.

Odpusť mi.

Forgive me."

“Obaja sa posadili do kresiel a smiali sa.

They both sat in chairs and laughed.

„Však vieš čo?

"You know what?"

“ povedal Jozef.

Jozef said.

„Poďme sa prejsť po lesoch.

"Let's go for a walk in the woods.

Je nádherné leto.

It's a beautiful summer.

Nepotrebujeme bunkr.

We don't need the bunker."

“Marek súhlasil.

Marek agreed.

„Máš pravdu.

"You're right.

Pôjdeme na túru a užijeme si deň.

Let's go for a hike and enjoy the day."

“Vyšli z bunkra na slnečné lúče a vzali s sebou len mapu a vodu.

They left the bunker to the sunny rays, taking only a map and water.

Marekovi prišlo na smiech, keď si uvedomil, ako vážne to celé bral.

Marek found it amusing when he realized how seriously he had taken everything.

Jozef sa na neho otočil s úsmevom.

Jozef turned to him with a smile.

„Tak čo, pripravený na dobrodružstvo?

"So, are you ready for an adventure?"

“Marek prikývol.

Marek nodded.

„Áno.

"Yes.

Ale tentokrát bez invázie!

But this time without any invasion!"

“ Spoločne šli po úzkych cestičkách Tatranských lesov, a Marek pochopil, že jeho predstavivosť môže byť výhodou, ak bude mať aj dávku reality a dôveru v priateľov.

Together they walked along the narrow paths of the Tatra forests, and Marek understood that his imagination could be an asset if coupled with a dose of reality and trust in friends.

Prešli krásnym dňom, plným smiechu a priateľstva, a Marekové obavy sa konečne vytratili.

They spent a beautiful day, filled with laughter and friendship, and Marek's worries finally vanished.