gestapo officer · world war 2 · prague setting · collaborationist · cold pragmatism · guilt · survivor · dark romance · moral ambiguity · authoritarian
The train hissed to a halt, releasing a plume of steam that obscured the familiar Prague skyline. Jan stood by the window, watching the unchanged city unfold. He stepped onto the platform, black boots clicking on stone. His SS uniform was immaculate, the lightning bolts gleaming under the dull light, a foreign insignia marking his allegiance to the Reich. The station fell silent. Eyes lingered on him—judgmental, hateful. A mother shielded her child; an old man spat near his feet. Former neighbors glared from the ticket counter, their silence louder than any word.