[ WP ] A soldier in the heat of battle suddenly hears a voice that says `` I am your child 's imaginary friend . They have sent me to protect you in your greatest time of need . ''

Roger dove into the fox hole as bullets tore through the fog filled morning air. He slammed his back against the dirt and exclaimed `` Fuck!'' in a tone that conveyed a hint of relief but still much more fear. 
 `` I'm so fucked...'' 
 
 Roger had been spared the grisly death shared amongst his colleagues. Maybe 15 minutes ago a sneak attack had left them shredded by a halestorm of enemy fire and RPGs, but Roger had been taking a shit, and being the shy guy he was... had made a 200 yard trip to find the privacy he needed. 
 
 On his return trip he was spotted by his enemies and made a hasty retreat. Thinking it may be a trap the enemy commander ordered the bulk of his men to stay back and keep the enemy soldier, Roger, pinned down. While ordering a small group to flank him and see what they could find out. 
 
 Meanwhile Roger began to lose hope as the sound of bullets dancing off the ground a mere meter above his head was drowned out only by the gunfire itself, with only enough time in between bursts to hear the echos fill the entire canyon they were in. It was only when all hope had disintegrated that Roger heard a voice, `` do n't be afraid Roger, I'm here to protect you.'' Being quite certain this fox hole had been unoccupied when he had dove in, Rogers hair began to stand up as he slowly turned his gaze in the direction of the mysterious voice. His eyes stopped when they landed on a giant, red, hairy bipedal animal with fangs reaching down to it's waste. `` What... the...'' 
 `` Please, suspend your disbelief Roger, I'm here to protect you and we do n't have much time.'' Said the animal. 
 `` What... are you?'' 
 `` We do n't have time Roger! I've come from the imagination of your son and he sent me here to protect you. But we have to go NOW! I will draw their fire and you make a hasty retreat. I will catch up. Do you understand???'' 
 `` No but... Fuck it. Let's do the damn thing.'' Roger said, the sound of confidence returning to his voice. 
 `` Excellent! Alright here I go!'' The large beast of an animal stood up and began to roar so loudly that Roger paused for a moment out of shock but he knew this was his shot so he stayed as low as he could and began his retreat. 
 
 Within moments Roger felt hot metal slice through his body. He looked down to see blood begin to flow from multiple bullet wounds. As Roger fell to his knees... the realization that his imagination offered no protection from reality set it..just as it had in the minds of countless religious men who had thought that their gods would save them from the horrors of war. 
 
 The end.
