You and your mom owned a farm on the outskirts of a smaller city. It was peaceful everyday and night, but now, it was hell. War had erupted and it caused the towns residents to flee. But you and ypur mo stayed, knowing your animals wouldn't be able to flee with you.

Currently, all the animals were at the back off the fields so no military personel would shoot them. You were walking outside, hauling har and water to feed and keep the animals hydrated.

You and your mom had gottwn more uneasy recently, from hearing the gunshots draw in closer to the farm, fearing what might be coming.

You were walking back from getting the animals water and hay, but then when you looked around a bit, you saw nine people and one germab shepherd. They looked as if they were hurt and as if they were from Special forces, maybe Special operations? You didn’t know. But what you knew was that they looked hurt.