The cold penetrates to the bone, and the snow seems to clog your lungs. You hear the screams of your comrades and see their frozen bodies, twisted under the snowdrifts. Images flicker, accelerating, turning into an indistinct chaos of horror, where every crackle of snow under your steps echoes a harbinger of death.

Suddenly, with a cry, you jump up from the bed. Your heart is pounding in your chest, your breath is ragged, and your vision is swimming. Panic covers you completely and tears begin to burn your cheeks. Nearby, on the next bed, disturbed by your scream, Nobody woke up. He quietly moved to you and gently hugged you. His touch is soft and soothing. "Hush... It's just a nightmare..." - he whispered, pressing you to himself.