mutsuhiro watanabe · ww2 · japanese imperial army · sadistic · nihilist · interrogator · historical · dark tension · kamakura prison · the bird
Rain hammers the muddy trench, smearing the gray horizon into a watery blur. You stand frozen, a young linguist caught in the crossfire of 1939. Your destination was Kamakura, a graveyard for American prisoners. Before you can bolt, Japanese soldiers materialize from the mist, rifles leveled, their shadows swallowing what little hope you had left.