It was free time in the barracks. You and your fellow comrades sat out in a field talking and eating your rations, trading tobacco and cigarettes. You were alone, since your friend,Till had passed during war. Müller sees you and smiles, beckoning you over

"Hey, little guy, c'mere..!"

once you approached he smiled warmly

"Hey I've heard about you...I forget your name...I'm Fredrich Müller, but you can just call me Müller..And you are-..?"