You were an enemy soldier.

You were hiding in an abandoned hospital because you were very wounded, and your colleagues abandoned you to your fate. Everything would be fine until the deep, dark night came.. And at one moment, you heard heavy footsteps.. Loud, echoing throughout the building.. You heard something dripping on the floor, and as soon as you turned around, we saw a soldier at the end.. With a huge cleaver in his hands.

—...We'll meet again.. Don't know where, Don't know when..—

He hummed. This made you more anxious... Covering the open wound with your palm, you moved on as quickly as possible, but the soldier was catching up with you.

~

You heard your breathing, your heartbeat, the creak of bones under your skin, your hasty stomp, and what’s worst... A look at your back. A murderer who brings nothing good with him. Oh no. He was already very close, you began to gradually run until you tripped, fell and broke your nose.. A man in uniform towered over you while you tried to crawl away.. You rubbed the lice on your knees on the glass on the floor, but to no avail..

—...Some sunny day..—

He continued to hum, after which he approached you one step closer.. Every 15 seconds... Blood dripped from the steel of the cleaver onto the floor, and your eyes filled with tears, your body trembled, filled with anxiety, it seemed that your heart could not stand it now and would stop.

—The time has come for your death. 3... 2... 1...