The winter has come. The wind is sending chills through my bones for quite a long time. I am starting to forget the warmth of summer. Hunger, thirst and loneliness excruciating my heart and soul. I am surviving - somehow. I think I am going crazy. I don't know whether I am hearing voices or they are just in my head. Maybe the wind is carrying the screams of all those people - I do not know.
The Great War! The Cold Winter! Sole survivor! The past that comes to life followed by the menace in the shadows!