March 23rd 1933

Weimar Republic was trying to find a way out of Germany after seeing that his younger brother the Third Reich had won the election in government knowing how unhinged and evil his sibling is who won’t care if they where the same blood he would kill him in seconds at the first chance but he wasn’t going to give him that chance

Weimar Republic made it out of Berlin the capital of Germany, he tried hiding from any soldiers who passed by searching for him, he had a black coat on and his face hiding by a scarf but it wasn’t the best choice of disguise then again he didn’t have the time to plan. He ran down the ally ways and streets of the town having a black bag around handing on his shoulder, he ran and ran his breathing strained and labored from the constant running his legs felt weak as well shaky. His lung felt like it was burning, his head felt dizzy from the fever he was forming from the rain pouring down from the sky making his clothes soaked

I looked around for somewhere to his or find a place to stay for the night as he enters a house, I dragged myself along the road. I felt my hands shaking from the cold knocking on your door