Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-30317054-20161025174312

Verunreinigung

It was December 7, 2015.

As a avid computer enthusiast you could consider me tech-savvy, or what not, I worked for some branch in this hospital as a help desk technician, and made decent amounts of money to support myself and my bills. Occasionally I would have a bit more than I should be making considering how my boss was a bit "lax" with his accounts. I usually take requests to build PCs, and some forms of IT as a alternative job.

Mornings are usually tiresome and annoying. I woke up after a somewhat decent sleep and pulled out a energy drink from the fridge to satisfy my withdrawals after waking up with a dry mouth and a unusual crave to caffeine. This morning was actually decent once, considering how the day before I got all my requests finished in no time. I hopped into the shower and cleaned myself up moderately fast. After drying myself, I went to my room and turned on my PC, the tower shimmered with a bright green and red. I have finally saved up for a actual good computer.

I log into my account and logged into my email, immediately I saw some nazi reenactment recruit emails. Dumbfounded, I scratched my chin and opened up the email. I heard a knock on the front door and heard some foreign words. I run towards the door in a mild pace and open it. "Hello?, I look towards the man in a odd outfit, he was wearing to seems what looks like a old military hat, it has a skull emblem right smack in the middle and is deathly black. The man has to seems to be a suit of some sorts and had various medals on the left side, I switched my eyes and caught a red armband with a white background and a black thick swastika on the armband. Immediately I knew he was dressed as a SS officer. In my head I was questioning his outfit as earlier, I received that reenactment email and it felt like it had correlation with each other so I didn't bother to say anything.

"Good day, sir." he said in a very stern and gritty voice, as if he just went through a firefight. I analyze him and say back "Hello!," I said in a very weak but low voice. "Sorry to bother you at this time of evening but do you support the fatherland?" I would be clueless. "The what?" I would blur out in a ignorant way. "The fatherland of course.. Germany!" he says frantically. I quickly set my eyes on his hand, which is gripped on a pistol holster and immediately started to sweat."Uh, no, I don't even no what it is?"

He looked at me with a sly grin and grinded his teeth together.

"Ah, well sorry about this."

The last thing I remember is when he pulled out a syringe to seems to be a purple substance of sorts and him putting a washcloth on my mouth.

I woke up into a dark unfamiliar place that was empty and a small illuminating light bulb. I looked around and analyzed my surroundings, I saw 2 people, binded together with zipties and taped. I looked at their shirts and saw a star of David on one of people being held hostage. The same man that was at my door opened a metal door and waltzed right in, this time his sleeves were rolled up and had medical gloves. In one hand he had a pistol, I knew it was a Walther PPK pistol and sighed. In the other hand he had a dagger with a nazi eagle apart of the handle of the dagger. He came towards me and I started to panic. I tried scooting my chair back and fell back. He stared me down in the eyes and came forward with the dagger. I started to whimper and almost tear up, thinking about my family and such. To my surprise he cut my zip ties and handed me the C96. "Shoot the impure, and you will continue to live." 