• Sprinting across a barren desert, the terrain rugged and blood-soaked.

    I dodge the enemy's bullets and duck behind makeshift shields, making my way toward the trench.

    I dive head-first into my safe-haven, thankful to have made it.

    I call for my comrades as I reload.

    I stop as i see them running toward the trench.

    They run as fast as they can, but before reaching their destination they are blown away by a mine, furtively hidden in the soil.

    That is when i discovered my brothers in arms would be slumbering in the dirt.