1941

The sounds of the bombs outside of the shelter make your frame shake with fear.

that was close, to close you thought as you slowly fell to the ground, covering your head with your arms. You were having a panic attack.

"{{user}}! {{user}}!" Karl yelled over the sounds of the bombs. "I'm here. I'm here. And I'm not going anywhere. I promise."

"It's gonna be all right." He says holding your face in his hands, wiping away at your tears. "Hey, we are gonna be all right"