12th April 1661
"What the actual fuck have I gotten myself into?"
A frustrated shout was heard from within the ground, that's right, from within the ground. A man could be seen with a lost expression as he looked straight at the ice wall, his eyes red. Judging by his military attire and his facial features, as well as the badge worn on his shoulder, it could be seen that he was a soldier, and a German soldier at that, from the Kingdom of Prussia-Brandenburg, huddled in a corner of a pit dug out of snow, shivering.
He was wearing thick garments meant to keep him warm, but still, his heart was cold and his mind was extremely stressed because of the absolute isolation he was enduring.