"And we are in Germany?" I managed to breath out, hoping to do anything to distract me from my thoughts. My parents were dead, my grandmother was dead, my sisters might be dead already too. Who was even living in my house? God, I hope it's not that awful nephew.
"Near the french border." He answered. "There are some maps in the house with our exact location."
We walked around the house and I was faced with another surprise. There were machines there, machines like I had never seen before. Large, steel contraptions with belts as wheels. They were parked as though they were simple automobiles. The world clearly hadn't stopped, even though I had. I couldn’t help but stare at them, they reminded me of the factories in the large cities my father had shown me, my grandmother had called them de
