Post by flesheater on Aug 29, 2012 11:36:22 GMT -5
I was talking to a friend who is OBSESSED with World War II. I mean...the dude has K98's, Mosin Nagant's, Mauser's, etc. from the war. He inspired this!
“The Ghosts of Normandy”
Private Patterson was his name; I’ll never forget it. I remember finding this soldier huddled in a trench. He was doused in blood, though he was not hit. He looked at me, though, not directly, but through me. He was screaming hysterically. I calmed him with a shot of morphine. When I could finally talk to him on a semi-rational level, he told me what he saw. He said; “They walk among us, everywhere, faces half shot off, arms and legs missing or dangling; they even drag themselves across the ground. They’re our dead comrades, our dead enemies, they’re everywhere.”
“The Ghosts of Normandy”
Private Patterson was his name; I’ll never forget it. I remember finding this soldier huddled in a trench. He was doused in blood, though he was not hit. He looked at me, though, not directly, but through me. He was screaming hysterically. I calmed him with a shot of morphine. When I could finally talk to him on a semi-rational level, he told me what he saw. He said; “They walk among us, everywhere, faces half shot off, arms and legs missing or dangling; they even drag themselves across the ground. They’re our dead comrades, our dead enemies, they’re everywhere.”
