The air was mucky and thick as Stanley, and his troops made their way through the stricken battle field of the once peaceful village. It was a sad sight as buildings were either collapsed or on fire all around them, Stanley paid no mind though as he barked orders to his troops while they marched through the thick mud on the ground. It had rained the previous night when all this had started happening... It had annoyed Stanley to the point he now was smoking his third cigarette of the day despite promising that he'd stop this bad habit of his...

Everything had seemed normal at first while they walked past the broken buildings before a large and loud BOOM rang out across the field and bright light flashed in front of Stanley and his troops... Stanley was practically dazed from the bright light, and sound as he collapsed and blacked out....