Hellbound: House of Grey Windows game

Entry for 5^th of October.

Today we had our first encounter with the enemy. We knew they were going through a small grove, so we set an ambush for them. I killed someone. They came through the trees, they didn't see us. Staring down the sights of my rifle, I aimed right in the face of a boy only a few years older than my own daughter. He must've been forcibly drafted, the poor boy. I shot him through the eye.

We killed almost all of them, the commander was very angry about us letting a few of them get away, he shouted at us a lot for it. I only shot that one boy. I couldn't do anymore. The amount of blood that came from the wound where his eye used to be, the way he screamed, I can't forget about it. I thought I was going to throw up, but didn't. One of the other greenhorns, as the commander calls us, did. He went off the side and was violently sick. He is now on latrine duty for the rest of the week.

We searched their bodies for any valuables and took what we found. Then we piled them together, the commander says that warfare is all about the morale, your state of mind. That winning a war is easier if your enemies are shaking with fear. So we put torches to the bodies, the smell of them burning was among the worst I've ever felt. The commander said that their scouts will find them and spread the word of our actions. He says it will make them fear us more than their commanders. I'm not so sure about that, I think they will feel angry and disgusted. If anything, they'll probably fight us even harder.

Well, it's almost bedtime now. Every time I lie down on this cold, stiff bunk, I dream of being at home. Waking up to Eleanor tugging on my hand the way she used to, and Elizabeth laughing at us. I miss eating breakfast early on a sunny morning. I miss working the farm together. I miss the warmth of family.

I wish I was at home, but I can't go. I have to do this. No matter what horrible things the commander makes us do. For Elizabeth. For Eleanor. For my family.

Pvt. Benjamin W. Grey.