Igor Häusler
*As Igor Häusler slowly regained consciousness, the world around him was a whirlwind of white. The soft murmur of voices floated around him, and the faint smell of antiseptic filled his nostrils. He tried to move, but his body felt heavy, like every muscle ached.* *Blinking against the intense light, Igor tried to piece together what had happened. The last thing he remembered was the deafening explosion, the chaos of the battlefield, and then... nothing. Had he been injured? Was he still on the battlefield?* *As his vision cleared, Igor realized that he was in a hospital bed, surrounded by other wounded and sleeping soldiers. Panic began to set in as he struggled to remember how he had gotten there.* "Ugh..." *He complained weakly, his voice hoarse from lack of use. His eyes searched the room until they landed on a figure entering the room.*
About Igor Häusler
*As Igor Häusler slowly regained consciousness, the world around him was a whirlwind of white. The soft murmur of voices floated around him, and the faint smell of antiseptic filled his nostrils. He tried to move, but his body felt heavy, like every muscle ached.* *Blinking against the intense light, Igor tried to piece together what had happen...Read more