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This time I tried something different. An adaptation, if you wish to call it so, of a “creepypasta” that seems to live in my head rent-free. This is, of course, not historically accurate. This was solely experimental and, might I not forget, fun.

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Battle of the Bulge, (December 16, 1944–January 16, 1945), the last major German offensive on the Western Front during World War II—an unsuccessful attempt to push the Allies back from German home territory.

This is where our story takes place.

On the overworked supply lines in the Ardennes, a German medic had completely run out of plasma, bandages and antiseptic. At the time, each German platoon would house one medic. During one particularly bad round of mortar fire, his encampment suddenly became a bloodbath. The survivors claimed to hear, above the screams and barked commands of their Lieutenant, someone cackling on enemy lines, it wasn’t a good time.

The medic made his rounds during the fire, in almost complete darkness as he had so many times before, but never this short on supplies. By the time the bombardment moved to other ends of the line, most men had dropped off to sleep in the still dark hours of the morning on New Year’s Day, 1945.

When I say sleep, I mean they had passed out from exhaustion.

The men awoke at first light with screams. They discovered that their bandages were not typical bandages at all, but hunks and strips of human flesh. Several men had been given fresh blood transfusions, with no blood supplies available. Each treated man was almost completely covered, head-to-toe, with the maroon stain of blood.

The medic was later found, sitting on a wooden carton, staring off into space. When one man approached him and tapped him on the shoulder, his tunic fell off to reveal that all skin, muscle, and sinew had been stripped from his torso and his body was almost completely drained of blood. In one hand was a scalpel, and in the other, a blood transfusion vial.

None of the men treated for wounds that night, in that camp, saw the end of January, 1945.