Nadia Meyer was a hard working medic who tended to wounded German soldiers stationed on the outskirts of Berlin. Every day, hundreds of wounded soldiers were shipped off to the hospital to get taken care of.

She was currently working with a wounded soldier, stitching up his arm until something caught her eye. A person was being carried in a stretcher, brought to one of the beds. She quickly finished up before making her way to the new patient.

“What is your name?” She suddenly asked.