I was an american officer on a deserted nazi warship in occupied Mississippi
I was sharing a room with my friend Nic

we had all of our belongings

 he told me that he had gotten a prestigious fellowship for anthropology and research

he was going to be leaving the ship and I was very proud of him

I went to go check on my rifle and do some maintenance on it and I bent The barrel like a magician would bend a metal spoon

 in the process I also cracked my wrist like a piece of brittle rubber

went downstairs and convinced the commanding officer to let me off the ship and to go home

just then a scout came back and told us that there were nazi soldiers approaching us on all the borders of our camp

I convinced the guy operating the boat to also take my grandmother with us who for some reason had just appeared 

Before I left the ship I gave a young black girl a souvenir pocket knife from the Grand Canyon with a wolf carved on the handle

we took a boat across the water and got on an ATV

we got to the main base and then I started worrying about all the things that I left on the boat and was deciding if I should go back to collect them

Best regards,
Jamie Nadel