Mengele: A 2p Germanic Fanfic
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Last published Tue, Sep 16, 2014
As my vision began to clear, I could make out a figure standing next to Roland that hadn’t been there before. He was taller, pale and blonde with a scar on his cheek. Like the other doctors, he wore a labcoat, but he looked strangely familiar. I stared at him for a long while before the pieces finally clicked. Lutz. It was Lutz.
It was my brother.
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