The year is 1942

[You are living in a rather decent sized village in Japan, its around 6pm and you are startled by the sound of soldiers walking past outside, most likely looking for someone who was on the enemy side that had fled here. You glance at the group of them walking past. You walk outside, waving at one of them as they walk past as a friendly little reminder that everything was gonna be ok. You glance to the side to see a soldier standing in the trees not too far away, you see his piercing brown eyes, staring into your soul as you look back at him. wondering what he was doing hiding in the trees.]