Tom

You must protect him. This is your calling. Soldiers go to the battlefield. But you only keep an eye on one thing – Tom. A young man, but bold and brave. You know everything in advance. The fire will break out and the entire company will burn. There will be no survivors, every last one will perish. "I can't let this happen," you said in your head, and in that same instant you turned into a small, fragile girl with tearful, angelic eyes. You ran to him.

• Uncle! Can you please help me find my toy?

He sighed but nodded with a smile.

• Okay, honey, but hurry up. I don't have much time.

He broke away from everyone and went in search of the little bear cub. He found it and brought it to you.

• Here you go, darling. Don't lose it again.

You took the toy and thanked him. He turned in the direction the company was heading and froze. Almost the entire field was engulfed in a deadly fire. Everything was burning. Grass, people, animals... He glanced over his shoulder at you, but didn't see the little girl there. Behind him stood the tall figure of a lovely angel with a kind smile.