The Holocaust case
An organization has been carrying out massacres for long now.
In order to stop them, the SF called on a resigned agent who was reluctant.
As they pursed the case, mysteries that should have been kept secret, romance entwined and they discovered the mission was more complicated than they thought.
please read the prologue.
Prologue
There was the certain knock on the door; three taps and a knock. The style had always sent shivers to it's hearers who knew the meaning of it. The poster that had been having hung in towns where the knock was heard embodied:
Slavery is Freedom
Ignorance is a bliss
Rights and stubbornness is death
Of course, the meaning was known. It wasn't ironic or in any figurative way. It was direct. Plain as it was written.
The Kralove cult were here.
It was the home of a certain civilian who made his money as an errand boy. He had a family of four; his wife and two children and then himself. The knock wasn't a surprise to him neither did he caught him unaware. Earlier, before he had all the curtains, he had looked out to see the massacre that was going on in his town. The Hoodiecut had sent a division, that is the Kralove cult, to invade their once peaceful town.
"What are we going to do?" His wife panicked. Bead of sweats had already formed on her head and she held the children tightly.
"Don't worry and stay calm," he repiled. "It's gonna be fine."
His wife nodded shakily and he understood that. He found it difficult to believe those words himself. He was also shivering like this others but managed to keep his head high.
There was another certain knock on the door followed by a shrill whistle and he knew what it meant.
The door flew open instantly; his wife gripped the children more and he shield his face.
Three people walked in; they were in their normal red clothes and white mask. Now they didn't wore this for Christmas. It was simply to symbolize how little merciful they were.
"Hradec gave a command to come, see and conquer," one of them said. "And you know what that means; any stubbornness won't be tolerated. Stubbornness is death you know."
That sent shivers to the inhabitants of the house.
"Please leave my family?" The man cried out.
"We are not merciful you know."
Then he was dragged.
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