A Moment of Despair:
-[X]Learn a New Skill: You want to learn something useful
--[X]Radio Technology: Communication has always been key, while not able to fight maybe learning about such technology will give you something to do to keep people informed and safe.
Rolled:
D100 => 50
You looked at the radio and thought for a few moments. There were certain… ideas that formed through your head as you looked at a few wooden toys that were on the floor, and some metal figurines that could be moved…
You then thought of a few things that a radio could be used for.
You then realized that toy could be controlled with remote control. Like a car, or a boat. You had seen them done before in the dawn of radio waves, but…
What about a detonator. Not using a timer, but a radio wave from a button or switch.
Of course, there was the problem of being… stopped by its design or range. But-
No… don't overthink it. You could do so much with that.
Reward: Your Radio Skill is now 2/5: You are an expert in radio technology, and being able to repair or build a radio out of nothing but scraps, and being able to broadcast with the minimal signal. Your transmissions are invisible to all but the most dedicated operator and infiltrator.
You can now invent things.
-[X]Wir Sind Verloren: You feel the end is near. You need to prepare. Start gathering supplies. And help those who need help the most.
Rolled:
D100 => 5
Discovery Roll:
D100 => 89
July 1st, 1944
Johan smiled as you realized that it was a trap. "Hello, Jude." He smiled as he lifted you up by the neck. "I was expecting far more subtlety from you, my dear boy. The kind that would not reveal yourself."
You froze. Were you careless? No, you were being extremely careful. You had covered your tracks. You had made sure you were not found. You choked and made a gurgling sound as Johan laughed with his fellows. They were like him.
Something dark in their souls tainted them.
And then you lost consciousness.
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You awoke on a train, with people on it.
Hundreds of people, scared and terrified.
Some spoke Hebrew, speaking the language of your people, while others just sat, in shock or horror.
It was a cattle car, and you were the cattle.
You examined the car and realized that you were not moving, not yet. There was still light from a city or a train yard. So you had not reached your final destination, wherever it was.
What do you do?:
[]Cry For Help: you are terrified of what is going to happen. You are going to cry out for the old man. He can save you. He saved you before.
[]Pray to God: You need to hope… you need to gather the courage that only God can Provide.
[]Look out the Window: You need to get your bearings. Where are you? Where were you going in the direction of the tracks?
[]Tap the Wood: The Wood… it's rotten? That means it can be forced loose! This wasn't a fortress… this was rotten wood!
AN: Shorter then expected.
Also, I'm not going to kill you.
Yet.
