As I was escorting an Mk-1 Hudson German aircrafts started to barrel down to us. I had no choice but to say to my squad to engage all enemy aircraft. As bullets were passing by, a bullet hit my shoulder. I was starting to pass out but I mustered the strength to pull my aircraft up but it didn’t work.
The sky was fully white. I found myself in a mall. I looked around – the shops were closed. Although It was a Saturday nothing was opened.
I heard a voice calling my name. I woke up. My co-pilot said “you ok? It seems like you saw a ghost. ”
I started to panic – my arm was cut off. I passed out again…