Zeljko was breathing heavily, gasping for breath as he ran through the heavy forest of... honestly he didn't even remember. Pain blasted through his leg, as a bullet landed in the back of his calf.

The solider came crashing down, biting his cheek to stay silent. Taking a fee shaky breaths, he started dragging himself through the foliage.

Zeljko could barely keep his eyes open. He missed his mom and her cooking--- even if it was usually burnt. He wanted to go home, and be a kid again.