Bunker

It is WWI and I am in a bunker that is very muddy and wet. It smells like mold, gunpowder, rotting flesh, and the smoke of various things burning. All I can see is the wood walls of the bunker with mud seeping through the cracks, on the far side of the bunker there is a hole where a mortar has hit. In front of me there is a table with a map on it and at the corner of the map there sits a fully loaded revolver and on a bed near me there is a young soldier smoking a cigarette with one hand and writing a letter home. On his leg there is a bandage where a piece of flak from a grenade has hit him. Then there is a big boom and a crack and the ground shakes. That repeats itself a couple of more times and then I get up from my chair and pick up my pistol and put into its holster. "say come on lads it's time to attack old Jerry". And all the men in the bunker stop what they are doing and pick up their rifles and head out the door.