Hitler rose to his feet, touching the now completely healed wound on his forehead. He had no idea how he had survived. He sat in what seemed to be a morgue. He climbed out of bed, sneaking past men in heavy armor and nurses. He had no idea where to go. Suddenly, he was guided to a room with strange machinery in it. There, in the middle of three prongs, was a strange glowing orb.
"Come to me, perfect one. We have work to do." Said the orb.
Adolf touched his hand to it and disappeared.
To Be Continued in:
The Many Dangers of Being a Rebel
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