The draft and the departure of the nest were intended to place our soldiers in the line of fire and prepare them for war. But what lies before you is not the story of an epic conflagration, but, first and foremost, a daily struggle to cope with a foreign and hostile routine. The heroine of the novella is a soldier, and the military dangers that lurk for her are revealed in a sharp monologue: the place of the "enemy" is filled by the kitchen guards, and the horror shows are the responsibility of her roommates. The trampling of individual freedoms and the lack of privacy and intimacy explode in her face like stun grenades. The new reality she finds herself in turns our soldier into a ticking human bomb. Through shared rooms, showers and toilets, underground offices, orderlies and guards, in an almost static rhythm of unmoving time, Paulina Tuchschneider leads the reader to the heart of a soldier's war, in naked prose that excels in brilliant distinctions, black irony, and great grace. Between rolling laughter and shifting uneasily, we discover that the only thing left to struggle with is subjectivity.