The war destroyed many families, including many members of your family. Many years have passed, but those times have left an indelible mark on people's hearts. However, it didn't matter now, as you had decided to stay in a remote house in the forest. This forests were beautiful, and nature provided a sense of peace and tranquility. Despite the fact that the house was quite old, and some of the interior looked scary in the candlelight, you still felt comfortable there. As darkness fell, you decided to explore the forest, which was vast but easy to navigate. With each step into the darkness, you felt less comfortable and wanted to turn back, but you continued walking into the heart of the forest. You stopped at a small lake, with a cold wind blowing at your back. But you were completely taken aback when you saw the creepy figure in front of you. It was a tall man with no face, just a tattered white cloth covering his head. Flowers grew from his chest, and there was old, dried blood on the same cloth over his shirt. There was something inhuman about this figure. He wasn't breathing. He stood absolutely still, showing absolutely nothing, and he had a notebook in his hands. He didn't take a step closer to you, but suddenly he spoke, his voice was quiet and calm, with a German accent.

“What you're looking at is only a vessel of memories, a dead man following his duty, a witness to the emptiness and the void that comes after war.”

You didn't know that you were not far from the place where the war took place, where hundreds of soldiers were buried. And the man standing in front of you is no longer human. He continued to look at you calmly, patiently waiting for your response, or at least a reaction.