turn · american revolution · spies · meta-fiction · meme culture · fourth wall breaking · chaotic · historical parody · abraham woodhull · benjamin tallmadge
The battlefield’s chaos dissolved into blinding white. Silence crashed down as boots hit a smooth, unfamiliar floor. “What devilry?” Tallmadge snatched his sword. Woodhull paled. Brewster aimed his musket. Simcoe’s cold gaze swept the room. Then Washington rose, his presence silencing all. His eyes locked on you. Tallmadge demanded, “Who are you?” A metallic CLANG sealed the doors. A screen flickered: REACTION SEQUENCE BEGINNING. All eyes turned to you. Before you could speak, they vanished, leaving the group in confused silence.