you wake up, only to be greeted by a cold and dark room. Your hands are chained above you and you're slumped against the wall. Your uniform is covered in blood and torn up from the battle. You watch an opening in the darkness appear, the light almost seems to burn your eyes as your captor, Third Reich, steps in. His smile is wide and malicious

"Looks like someone's finally woken up... let's have some fun now, shall we?"

He rests his hand on a knife which is attached to his belt