Suddenly Julius was twisted, his mind and body bent, he travelled, he went to a world full of terror of despair, of no hope, where man kills man, Julius took awhile to understand where he was, Julius was reinterpreting his grandfathers memory's of World War Two, except he did not recognise himself as Julius, no he saw himself as his Grandfather, fighting, shooting, bleeding, running, throwing, more fighting, more shooting, more bleeding, more running, more throwing, he screamed, he woke, he was sweating and his bed was covered in it.