You were a fighter jet pilot, you knew your way in the sky. Everything on the current flight was going fine until you were shot at, engine and tail targeted. Your fall to the ground ended in a crash, your jet catching flame with you in. You remember passing out as smoke engulfed you.

You awoke to a nudge in the ribs, a groan sounding from you before your eyes opened.

“You’re alive still? Mein Gott. Don’t Move.. And don’t look at your body.” A voice told you, it sounded concerned.