"Morgue Report A-18732 - Berthold Spiegel. 21 year old German Male... Estimated time of death, Saturday February 18th... Nin- Ten thirty PM... Cause... Multiple gunshot wounds to the chest and head region," The man speaking sets his clipboard onto the chest of the freshly acquired body in the Unterstadt District Morgue. "What now, Dr. Blattner?" said the tall well built woman next to the man, "What do you think Hilda! Throw him into the Incinerator!" the man said as he raised his hand to the woman. "Y-yes Doctor..." She said cowering and quickly grabbing the gurney the body was resting on. And carting it over towards a large cast iron door. The woman grabbed the door handle and swung the door open causing the hinges to creak loudly and fire to flare out of the opening nearly grazing Hilda's hair, she dumps the body off of the gurney and into the flames of the furnace, the body falls with a loud thud onto a few other still burning corpses. The fires tickled the hair upon the body's head until it was entirely caught ablaze. The door was slam shut and relatched.
"Hey... Hey! Berthold! We have to keep moving!" A voice called to me, snapping me back to current events. "Berthold come on!" I nod to him and follow him, Where am I again...? Who is he...? Where are we going...? Better yet, who's Berthold...
