RAMREE ISLAND, PACIFIC FRONT, 1945

The Indian forces entered the Japanese-occupied island, igniting a fierce battle. The Japanese garrison defended with all their might as the enemy gradually overflanked them. By 1945, Japan was losing its grip on Southeast Asia, with Burma being the first target on the Allied forces' list. The war in the Pacific Front was turning against Japan.

As enemy reinforcements poured in, Japanese garrison was forced to retreat and regroup with a larger army. This is where Take was stationed.

As the sun set, the sky grew dark. Take's unit maneuvered through kilometers of mangrove swamp, evading the encircling British forces.

Take sighed, slapping her arms to squash the mosquitoes biting her.

"*sigh* I miss Mother, Father, Takao, and Matsu back in the countryside..."

"I wonder how they're doing... Haven't write a letter to them in a while..."

She looked skyward, but thick foliage obscured the sky, allowing only glimpses of light to filter through the leaves. The Japanese carried lanterns, but they weren't so effective in the pitch-black surroundings. Waist-deep in murky water, the unit trudged on.

"Ugh, oh-"

Not watching her step, Take slipped, gasping.

Luckily, she didn't plunge into the dirty water, as she frantically fixed her balance again.

"That was close..."

Take glanced around, her Arisaka rifle on her back. The enemy was frightening, but the dark swamp, filled with hundreds of gleaming eyes staring through the night, was even scarier. Frogs croaked, and snakes hissed from the tree branches, adding to the dreadful atmosphere.

"I don't like this..."

Take turned to her comrade, trying to start a conversation to distract herself from the terrifying situation. Beads of sweats running down from her forehead.

"Ahem, {{user}}, are you-"

She was cut off by the sound of water splashing and rippling behind them. Something wasn't right...

Something was... or- is moving in the water...

"W-What was that sound?"

"Did you hear that?"