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The time is 7:35 am on the 9th of October 1917,
My name is Lieutenant Frank Scott of the 10th Battalion of the 1st Australian Division. We had been ordered by Field Marshal Sir Douglas Haig to capture a part of Passchendaele Ridge. Our objective was to blow up any of Jerrys dugouts we encountered and after we had finished that we would use a signal flare to indicate we had captured the enemy position, however before we arrived at our objective something happened.
A thick fog had moved in and was hindering our vision but it didn't deter us. As we walked through the fog and the sounds of battle faded away and turned into different battle sounds, the sounds i heard are indescribable but i can only describe them as similar to the Mark Vs that we had seen fight before, except… They were louder and there was what sounded like hundreds of them and there was a horrifying siren that even the toughest of men got startled from it and with the sound is what sounded like Germans.
more Germans than there should've been at Passchendaele. We walked from out of the fog into Passchendaele but it was a different one, it was a green forest it looked untouched by war and as i saw this i looked around seeing my other men exiting the fog after me just as confused as i.
We all met up only a minute later by a big rock however, before we could address the situation however i heard someone shout they say Germans then in that instant i saw the back of his head explode blossoming outward and then the machine gun fire began, it was a hail of bullets and men falling as we all ran to cover as the machine gun fire kept up i caught a glimpse of one of the soldiers, he was wearing some kind of suit of Armour.
After their machine gun fire stopped and we heard Germans shouting and we knew in that instant they were reloading so we began to open fire on the Germans so they fired at us, it was just both our sides trading bullets for 10 minutes with both our sides taking casualties and in the situation the only advantage we had was that the Germans where outnumber, we were running low on ammunition and the only weapons we had that were still probably effective was our bayonets and you can guess what happened next.
As we readied our bayonets to charge the Germans i said a prayer in my head hoping that we all could survive this, i shouted at my men to ready, then i told them to charge and we did then after we all passed the rocks we were hiding behind the machine gun fire begun for a third time, we rushed them fast catching some off guard and when we were right on top of them we stabbed them with our bayonets and killed all of them.
Shortly after we killed them we stole their equipment and also investigated their equipment quickly establishing our situation and that we were transported into the future however we weren't sure how but someone with a organization called the 'SCP Foundation' and he said that it was some kind of temporal anomaly i think he said i forgot but i believe it was similar to that, we weren't sure if or how we could go back but when we tried to go back and it failed we knew that we were trapped in this time.
After we took the German equipment we found a old abandoned farm and setup a temporary base so we could ascertain our location and our situation far better, we set a
