Finally, they had reached the camp in the late afternoon. Out of all the monsters in the large group, only one died. Anlon observed the camp. Huge brick walls with barbwires prevented anyone from escaping, look-out towers with MG-42's to take down any prisoner who tried to run out the front gate or jump over the walls, and a grenadier guarding almost every door in the camp.
The monsters entered the registration building and the same Exodia captain yelled out, "Male monsters go to the desk at the right, Female to the left!". Anlon was the third monster in line to the desk. He couldn't see the registrar because a Harpy's pet Dragon was blocking his view. The line moved forward and he was next after the dragon. "Name?" a soft female voice asked. "Pierre Montesquieu" the Harpy's pet Dragon said with a French accent.
Anlon was surprised that the registrar was a female working at a registration desk for males. The Harpy's pet Dragon moved and Anlon saw the registrar. She was a beautiful female Blue-Eyes White Dragon. Anlon walked up to the desk. "Name?" the dragoness asked. "Anlon Evans" Anlon replied. The questions went on. "Date of birth?" "April 17, 1911". "Land of origin?" "The Earth Lands". "Medical Problems?" "None". "You will be in barracks C3" the dragoness said. "Here's your registration card".
"Thanks. By the way, do you work here at the desk?" Anlon questioned the dragoness. "Nope, I'm just working here for today to take over for the real registrar. My name is Kisara by the way", the dragoness said with a smile and closed her eyes. "And you are a cute warrior boy (giggle)". "Well...uh (gulp)...thanks" Anlon said and blushed.
After the talk with Kisara, Anlon went outside and looked around. He didn't know where barracks C3 was so he asked a nearby Swordstalker grenadier for directions. "Sir, where is the barracks building C3 located at?" Anlon asked politely. The Swordstalker gave him a dirty look. "Behind the Cafeteria. You know, if I were you, I would run to my assigned building before I GET MY ASS KILLED! NOW MOVE IT YOU SCUM!!" the Swordstalker said angrily and bolted his Kar98. "S...sorry sir" Anlon said timidly and ran away.
It took Anlon about an hour to find his assigned building because the camp was so big. Most of the buildings were made out of grey metal, and always seeing only one color can sometimes make you sick. He spotted the cafeteria easily because there was a big sign on front of a door that said "cafeteria". Anlon walked behind the cafeteria and found the barracks building he was assigned to. He walked inside and read his registration card. "Row 13, bunk 4. Now where is that? Hmm..." Anlon began to search for his bunk.
"Ah...there it is" Anlon said to himself when he found his bunk, but there was somebody on the top bunk. The monster on the bunk looked back and said , "Hey, it's you kid! Anlon right?". Anlon was surprised to see his friend again. "Rommel! Where have you been? I thought that you we're dead or something" Anlon said and felt relieved. "What? Dead? What are you thinking? I was marching with a different group. I marched with all the so-called traitors of the Dark Lands." Rommel explained and then looked around.
There were more than two hundred monsters in the building. In every direction that Rommel faced, there would be at least one monster. "Hey, there are many monsters in this building. Watch yourself, anything can happen in here. Be aware of your surroundings and other monsters, especially the meat eaters" Rommel explained in a whisper. "Hey, it's late. Go to sleep, believe me, it's going to be a hell hole tomorrow." Anlon agreed and went to sleep to prepare for the worst that's coming in the next day.