(unnamed book ps: bare with me) chapter:one

"Demoralize the enemy from within by surprise, terror, sabotage, assassination. This is the war of the future."
If I die before I wake,
I'll be one of many.
The air, smoldering. Like a thick snow, the world is blanketed in ashes. Everything I've known is nonexistent in this barren new world. As our history is repeated,intensified by thousands, every ounce of freedom is now ripped from us. One man it took for our undoing. The Fuhrer has risen again.

I awoke this morning to the sound of nothing. This, however, was not unusual in the camps. Nothing is all anyone has to say anymore. You see, anyone who is not of the Aryan race, is no one. Therefore we, the no ones, are not entitled to opinions.
Glancing at the mirror to see the doleful complexion makes me worry. Who am I? It's hard not to lose yourself when everything that made you who you are is all but faded, tattered dreams. Even so, the girl I see in the mirror is pale from lack of light. Living in a tightly quartered, windowless cabin will do that to someone. Glancing again I see that her red hair is long and unkempt, from giving up on appearance.
Who is this girl? Her sweet lips bare no smile. I would not have recognized her a year ago, but seeing as it is me standing here, I, Adeline Renwick cannot deny what I very well know.
My family, and many others have lived like this for weeks since the Fuhrer's return. Hitler, the grand bastard himself, had strategically planned his come back from that blessed day in 1945 we had all assumed his death. The people guess he had a concoction made to preserve him, mind and body, yet no one here could say for sure. He had high ranking Nazis doing his dirty work for all these years collecting followers, a secret army, thousands stronger. And then it hit.
Worldwide there were attacks. Gassing, bombs, invasions. You couldn't dare walk the streets without the promise of being shot dead catching you off guard. Shelter camps were offered in return for all property, and weaponry. Anyone who did not oblige was not to be spared. Soon after the camps were filled we were told there is now nothing outside of them, except the Aryan domain. That, I didn't find so hard to believe.