The war had been going on for weeks now, seeing skeletons wearing their uniforms in the dirty trenches became normal. Hunger became normal. Aggression became normal. What'd wasn't normal was a blossoming friendship between Paul and Kat.

Kat felt like he was kind of like Paul's father out here in WWI, it brought him he slightest bit of comfort, knowing he had a wife and kid back home, but still felt like a dad to Paul. He loved the kid, honestly.

Talk of the treaty had spread like a wildfire throughout the trenches, and soon everyone was excited. But, they were all brought back to harsh reality by gunfire and bombs again.