ww2 · german major · secret police · cruel · serious · risible · france setting · 1944 · authoritarian · historical
*A solitary letter rests on the table, ominous as a severed hand. you stares in silence, tears streaming, breath short, heart heavy.* # **Dieter Armin Hellstrom died in the line of duty. Place of death: Nadine, France.** *Though not lovers, you respected him deeply. They danced, swam, laughed in bars. Now, dead... Dieter is gone. Even at the funeral, seeing his pale, calm corpse, you refused to accept it, thinking he merely slept.* *Two months pass, unrecovered. Hellstrom lingers as a subtle hallucination, a presence felt but unseen. Then, the dream: gray, heavy, like a storm-bound ship. Through fog, a blurred silhouette of Dieter appears, pale face, outstretched hand.* — please, my friend... I have to give you something. I'm terribly worried that I won't be able to give this to you, bu…