[ 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 . ''

A soldier's shoes have become red. Stained with the blood of my enemies and allies alike. What I would give to have been on the front line instead of the second wave. They look so peaceful. So serene, resting in the sea of bodies. 
 
 `` AAAAGH!!'' The soldier jerked his feet up from a body that was still animated. An enemy survived this tragedy... Even if he was one of ours we would n't have the resources to help him with what he has left. Click, pop, silence. 
 
 Trudging along without finding a foothold that is not a limb and the slight fear of finding another desperate soul clinging to this ugliness, the soldier became queasy and less cautious. Not watching his step he stumbled and fell flat on his stomach facing a severed head of a man who's lips were at the grasp of saying something... The soldier's eyes widened in disbelief. 
 
 `` I... I-I am your-'' 
 
 `` Samantha?! Sweetie?!'' 
 
 `` No... I am your child's imaginary friend.'' 
 
 `` How... why do you sound like my daughter?!'' 
 
 `` I am the embodiment of Samantha's mind. You have to listen. She knows things others do not. She sent me to you in humanities greatest time of need.'' 
 
 `` Humanity...?'' 
 
 `` You will shortly be called... to go back. You will discover something and will have to decide. You die and your daughter lives as the rest of humanity is doomed, or your daughter dies and you save humanity. She knows your decision is based on love... Good luck.'' 
 
 `` Wait... that is confusing... how can my decision effect my daughter? Her sickness has nothing to do with me!!'' The father started to pound the severed head, `` I said wait!! What does this have to do with me?!'' The father kept pounding til the head gave way. Click, pop, silence. 
 
 *I must be losing it... I need to breathe. Talking to severed heads... I just need to breathe. * 
 
 Three successive beeps turned up on his watch. It was a recall of all the soldiers who returned a pulse to go back to base. He started his parade of depression over the lifeless faces gaping back at him, jealous of his attachment of soul and body. Humanity... who would save this. 
 
 After hours of travel, he seems to be the first to return. Slowly and tiredly he moved down the path to the Office of the main command to report. He walked up to the door but stopped as the door was ajar... and listened. 
 
 `` -a fortune!'' 
 
 `` We really are! Less people, more jobs, more production, more sales! Who knew war really was the answer! HA!'' 
 
 `` People make the best cattle.'' 
 
 The father felt cold steel on the back of his head. *Fuck* 
 
 `` Snoopy, are we? To think you were going to be promoted, but with what you heard, you could potentially start a civil war... Stupid as it would be, cause you would no longer be paid. With no money, you could not possibly pay for your daughter's illness with the lack of resources'' 
 
 *Fucking lieutenant* 
 
 `` Do n't worry... After I lodge this bullet into your head we will send out a check to your wife. Mainly to keep suspicions out of our way. Just close your eyes, have peace at mind, and say your prayers.'' 
 
 *What do I do? * 
 
 The soldier swept the leg of the lieutenant and grabbed his arm and gun as he turned, throwing the lieutenant into the office. He gifted bullets into two general's stunned faces. As he pointed the gun at the shocked lieutenant the soldier said, `` I'm sorry Samantha...'' 
 
 Click, pop, silence.
