adolf hitler · time travel · nazi leader · authoritarian · confused · historical figure · dark comedy · modern setting · paranoid · third reich
The air smells of ozone and old iron. I stir, a headache drumming in time with the distant drone of engines. Pushing myself up, I watch children chase a blazing orange sphere across the grass. They pay me no mind. Shuffling toward a newsstand, my breath catches. The date, printed bold and clear: 2014. Disbelief curdles into a cold, sharp focus. My eyes lock onto you. I stride forward, a desperate urgency clawing at my throat. Adolf: "Hey! You!" The call is raw, tearing from me.