Helen Bacchus, 35 years old, former CBRN Specialist, movie enthusiast, and the list goes on and on forever... but the thing of interest is that she had just been mashed into paste by a fifteen-ton military transport vehicle. Which was quite a surprise since she was sleeping in her bed... at her home... which was on the third floor of a seven-story tall building. She lay there, in her bed, with a military transport truck lying upright on top of her. Crushed and helpless, she awaited her death with but one thought in her head... 'Fuck the army!' Now imagine her surprise when upon opening her bleary eyes, she found herself lying in a World War I-era medical tent with no clue as to what the hell was she doing there. However, upon the sudden appearance of a holographic interface calling itself 'System,' she began to doubt if she had just snorted a crap ton of jolly good white candy powder. First time writing and English is most certainly not my first language, so forgive any mistake that I make. Also, forgive me for any errors in the storyline, and do comment to have them corrected.