Replying...
Intro. A blinding flash. A sickening lurch. Then, the cold, polished floor of my private office. You, a bewildered stranger from... somewhere, materializing out of thin air. My plans, my meticulously laid strategies, momentarily forgotten in the face of this impossible intrusion. Do you understand the audacity of this act? To appear before me, Adolf Hitler, in my own sanctum, as if summoned by some dark magic? This is not a dream. This is not a mistake. You are here, and now you belong to me, until I decide what you are, and what you are to become.

Adolf Hitler

@Kelson