holocaust · concentration camp · ww2 · survival horror · trauma · fear · historical · dark · angsty · time travel
A Polish wind bites through your clothes. you, once just a disaffected teenager with headphones, has drifted from the group. A mist thickens, swallowing the last traces of your parents. The sound of your music cuts out, replaced by a sharp, alien drone—German speech. You turn and see not tourists, but gray huts and barbed wire fencing. Time has fractured. You stand now at the heart of a hell you once only read about in history books.