StaLag 13!?

Chapter 1: A boring trip?

Hey! This is for my friend whole_lotta_woman . She'll also help me a bit with this. I hope, you all can enjoy it;)

"How do you think it's going to be?" Eileen asked as she looked out the window. As they were on a tour bus, the landscape passed them by quickly. The trees were just a blur of green through the thick glass.

"Huh?" Anna asked, turning her head to look at her. She was wearing white headphones. Eileen rolled her eyes. Does she always have to listen to music? Thought the older one, annoyed. She pulled down her friend's headphones. "Hey!" the German girl screeched.

"I said, what you think about this trip?" Eileen repeated, looking at her a bit annoyed.

"I don't know. A POW camp can't be that interesting, can it?" Anna shrugged. "The barracks are probably no longer there anyway." Eileen nodded in agreement.

The two girls were with their class on a trip to StaLag 13. A former prisoner of war camp near Hammelburg, Germany. Their history teacher had been convinced he had to take his class there. And since the school year was almost over anyway, they were on their way. On the bus, the other young adults were screaming and listening to music. Eileen had just turned 20, Anna was 19. The two girls were studying history together at the same university and that's how they met. You could hardly see them on campus without each other.

"Well, let's just take it as a break from studying." Eileen said, leaning back. It was quite hot on the bus as it was the height of summer. Eileen wore a short, black AC/DC shirt together with light blue hot pants, which didn't really counteract the heat. Anna wore red hot pants with a white blouse and red sneakers. Eileen rolled her eyes and giggled. With her, everything always had to be color-matched. She leaned back and closed her eyes. Maybe this trip wouldn't be so bad after all.

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After another hour of driving, the students got off the bus. They left their things on the seats. A tall blond man greeted them.

"I'm Heinz Müller." He said with a heavy German accent. The students came from Luxembourg but spoke English among themselves, although Eileen's parents were French and Anna's parents were German, so they both had a bit of an accent. Eileen grinned at Anna, making the German roll her eyes. The girls giggled as Heinz led them into the camp.

The fence and watchtowers were still standing. Also the commander's office. But as expected, the wooden barracks were no longer there. However, blocks of marble were laid on the floor to mark where the barracks had stood. "Welcome to StaLag 13. The safest camp for war prisoners back in time. No one has ever escaped from Air-StaLag 13." Mr. Müller smiled.

"I'm pretty sure the prisoners didn't get such a welcome speech." Anna grumbled. Eileen giggled as the history teacher, Mr. Braun, glared at her. The students laughed, but soon moved on and listened to the details of the camp. Then they entered the headquarters.

"Oberst Klink's secretary sat here." Said Mr. Müller, pointing to a desk in the first room.

"Who was Oberst Klink?" Jonas asked and looked at him questioningly.

"Oberst, or Colonel Klink was the German colonel who ran the camp." Mr. Müller explained. He opened a door to his right. "Here was his office. It's all original, so you're not allowed to enter it, just look at it." The students all pushed towards the door to see inside. A portrait of Adolf Hitler hung on the wall, the walls were painted a military green tone.

"Is the original color?" Eileen asked, looking up at Mr. Miller since she wasn't exactly tall.

"No. We matched the color based on records." Eileen nodded and brushed back a strand of orange hair. Anna looked over her shoulder at the room. A desk, some dressers, some papers, and a whiskey glass with contents.