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[color=0054a6][h1] [center]Benjamin Marcus Zebrowski [/center][/h1][/color]


Ben was sitting in his chair, holding a glass of orange juice in a whiskey glass. Taking a couple of sips from the glass, the citrus  burning his throat. His radio was playing some jazz music, the singer was wailing over the frantic tapping of the piano. Looking around the dark room, he was still hazy from the nightmare he had just woken up from. The nightmare was of himself trapped in a small room, the room itself was composed of fleshy walls and teeths on the ceiling. The walls were pulsating and throbbing as if it was breathing. The images of faces embedded into the wall were quite disturbing. The scene then seemed to change to him inside of the trenches, the deafening sound of gunfire and tanks firing their cannons. 

He swore he could smell the dead bodies rotting in no man’s land. The image of his former Sergeant screaming in his face to go over the trenches and into the oncoming gun fire. When he jumped over the border of the trench, he was not met with German soldiers firing at him. Instead he could see over the horizon was twisted creatures made out of flesh and metal. The sound that came out of their mouths were a mixture of a groan and a sound being in consent pain. Ben fired a couple of shots from his rifle into them, but they seemed to ignore the fact that they had been shot. The creatures kept lumbering over towards his platoon. Ben took aim for the creature’s head, hoping to finish them off. But once again they seem almost immune to bullets. 

By this point his whole body started to freeze up, he couldn’t even aim his gun at the creatures. The creature was close enough to him that he could smell it’s rancid breath. It was enough to make Ben vomit. But before the creature could attack him he woke up thankfully from his nightmare.

He looked around the room noticing a letter that was slid underneath his office door. Setting down his glass on the nearby table. He walked over towards the door picking up the letter. Opening up the letter and taking a quick read of the content of said letter.