Kroshka Moia, Chapter ThreeChapter Three
Night fell upon the campgrounds, and with it an uneasy silence. From inside his own tent, Meine watched the other men strolling back and forth down the aisle, speaking in hushed tones. Not exactly off-putting, but certainly out of the ordinary here. Their footsteps were soft against the ground; it wasn't uncommon for one to be rudely awakened in the middle of the night at the sound of boots thundering towards the latrine. A small frown played on his lips and he glanced at the other men occupying his tent. Armin was fiddling with a loose button and rubbing the area where his right ear used to be, while Emmerich was rummaging through his pockets for a cigarette.
Armin had been part of the original Invasion of Poland in 1939 and continued onward in Operation Barbarossa until a chunk of flying shrapnel struck him in the head, completely cutting off his right ear. Only after two weeks of recovering, Armin was sent back to the battlefield and was transferred to Kappel's unit. M
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One day, you will find your own Wonderland."
My father often told tales of an epidemic called the 'Red Scare' and how it tore through the land, turning friends into targets, and bringing forth a new terror to the world. Countries that were once allies in the old war now had each other in their cross hairs. Spies had infiltrated the enemy's land, gathering information for their side. My father, with a flash of disappointment in his tone, told us of how the war soon turned to a standstill, and how no lives were lost, until a single press of a button unleashed Lucifer from Hell. In an instant, children who were walking home from school, mothers who were cleaning house and preparing a roast, and men who were puffing cigars while laughing their cares away managed but a confused glance to the white flash. There were those who were dubbed lunatics by their friends who had registered their loved ones to shelters deep in the earth.
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