Imortalis: Cult of the serpent staff

You don't know how you got here... your last memory was waking up in the hospital. They said you had amnesia and to rest for a few days. You didn't get to rest, instead the soldiers barged into the room said they needed every able bodied man to fight and conscripted you on the spot.

They told you not to complain as they dragged you out of the room against your will. With no voice you couldn't protest as they took you to the field and handed you a gun. And in silent horror you watched as the men around you fall on by one, their flesh ripped from bone while the dead feast.

Your lines fell and the retreat was given. Your orders were to buy time, you bought them time. Your reward was dishonourable death by marshal law for the crime of desertion. Your last moments were with a gun pointing at your head... that is till you woke up in two separate beds.