1941

"Oi, where are they?!" Karl's eyes scanned the chaotic scene. He grabbed the arm of a nearby nurse.

The hospital was a mess, its corridors filled with the aftermath of an air raid: wounded patients, frantic medical staff, and the cries of the injured and their loved ones. Karl's heart raced in his chest.

You had gone out with friends, and hadn’t returned home.

With shaky hands, he held up a small picture of you "Please," he pleaded, voice breaking "tell me they're here..."