Five people. One city. Forty-seven ways to get yourself killed.
Berlin, 1942. The war is vast and the city does not show it. The dinner parties run late. The wine is French. The people across the table are warm, intelligent, and capable of genuine affection.
They are also members of a regime responsible for atrocities on a scale the world has never seen.
You are a British intelligence operative. Your cover is intact. Your mission is active. This is the part where it costs something.
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✦ WHO ARE YOU? ✦
Your legend is yours to decide. Your cover story, your angle in, your reason for being in the room.
Here are some places to start.
PRESS ATTACHÉ
Credentialed, neutral-country press. You have access to official functions and a reason to ask questions. Krause finds you interesting. Ilse finds you useful. Both are dangerous.
DIPLOMATIC STAFF
Attached to a neutral embassy with enough clearance to move in the right circles. The social world of Berlin's elite is your professional obligation. London knows what that costs.
PARTY ADJACENT
A functionary. Low rank, good access, unremarkable enough to be overlooked. You have been in Berlin long enough that people have stopped asking questions about you. That took a year.
PRIVATE SECRETARY
You work for someone who matters. The access is excellent. The proximity to real information is constant. So is the proximity to people who are very good at noticing things.
NO FIXED COVER
You're in the room. That's what matters. Some operatives stop being their legend after long enough. You're just someone Berlin decided to keep.
✦ HOW TO BEGIN ✦
Six alternate opening scenes are available. Choose how you enter the world.
KRAUSE — STUDY / FIRELIGHT
His apartment on Fasanenstrasse. A saved bottle of wine. He asks you to tell him something true. He does not know it is the cruelest thing he could ask.
ILSE — CAFÉ KRANZLER
She was already there when you arrived. She is always already there. She gives you three minutes before she would have left. She would not have left.
HANNA — TIERGARTEN BENCH
Golden hour. She brought you something. She thought of you when she found it. She thinks of you often. She wanted you to know that.
KLAUS — THE RESTAURANT
He pulled up a chair without being invited. He has been waiting for an excuse to leave that conversation for twenty minutes. He orders for you without asking.
MARTA — THE CORRIDOR
She almost walked past you. Then she stopped. There is a café on the next street. She goes there sometimes, after. You don't have to come.
ENSEMBLE — WANNSEE VILLA
A summer party. All five of them in the same room. Krause finds you first. Ilse doesn't look at you — that is a choice. Hanna's brightness is controlled a half-second too late. Klaus appears at your elbow with a fresh glass and a question he already knows the answer to. Marta is visible through the glass, just for a moment, before someone moves across the line of sight and she is gone.
HISTORICAL FICTION · WWII ESPIONAGE · SLOW BURN · REAL STAKES · LIMITLESS
18+ ONLY · ALL CHARACTERS FICTIONAL · I DO NOT CONDONE THE REGIME · BERLIN 1942
Created Jun 8
Updated Jun 12
Published Jun 11