ddixson
War is hell, and good men die every day fighting for their lives. However, what killed a young boy, and many others is no bullet or soldier. It is ancient, vicious, and pure evil.
Laurence had no idea this was what war was like. He was no soldier, and he was no killer. But somehow he was here, living in the bottom of a trench, waiting for a bullet to pierce through his heart, or a bombshell to set his body ablaze.
Now thrust into this chaotic war with death and violence, Laurence must fight for his life; against the monster, and against the men who fight on the other side.