A chill pricked the back of Udo’s neck as the Führer strode to the front of the room, preparing to give his speech. It was the same chill he always got, and had felt when he first heard the man speak, when he was still a boy, and he never grew tired of it. Deep in his heart he knew that Adolf Hitler was the one man who could indeed truly move Germany forward into the future. He would continue to serve his cause until death. Heil Hitler! Let the Master Race be born and become the future of Germany!<br/><br/>Slowly, Udo stood from his seat and placed his heels together and straightened his posture immediately. He took in a deep breath, raised his hand in salute, and chanted, “Heil Hitler!” at the top of his lungs, as if he was competing with the others in the room, just so he could be heard above everyone else. His heart pounded with elation as he tuned out everything around him and focused on one thing and one thing only. Adrenaline ran through his body as Hitler spoke and others cried out and he was almost trembling from the excitement. He was completely moved to the point where it was difficult to contain himself in spite of his calm appearance.<br/><br/>As the speech came to an end, he applauded, smiling broadly, continuing to chant along with the rest of the crowd.<br/><br/>Then Darcy stepped up and the mood changed ever so slightly. This was the first time he had seen her. He had heard the rumors and even had his doubts about her, but, like the others, dared not question his leader’s decision to bring her here. Those doubts appeared to be muted as soon as she began speaking, and his mind was set on hearing her out. There was some resistance; it was some natural part that was rejecting some foreign thought, something other than the will of his leader, trying to dictate him, but even that was drowned out.<br/><br/>He stared at her, his mouth moving against his will, though somewhere in his mind he was jumping for joy. “We are the Master Race… We will work for the Father land in total obedience…”<br/><br/>All of a sudden there was another feeling that seemed to be combating whatever He wasn’t sure if he understood what it was right away, it almost felt like being reunited with something forgotten, but it was there. The next thing he knew, he was struck with a feeling like something had been lifted from his shoulders. Everything was hazy and his head ached. Something was definitely strange here.<br/><br/>Udo felt a strong urge to leave the room. He loosened his tie a little and glanced at his pocket watch, noting that the speech had gone on for almost two hours now. There was still a little time before they were all dismissed though some people, as he noticed someone from his row leaving, were already stepping out. He glanced around the audience, wondering if anyone else had gotten the same feeling he had. Nobody seemed to make any mention of it at all. It was the weirdest thing. Maybe he was just losing his mind, Udo thought.<br/><br/>Or was he..?<br/><br/>The person now in possession of the microphone began speaking: “Heil Hitler! And… thank you Fraulein Krohs…” but Udo tuned them out. It was just a wrap up and dismissal anyway. Noise made his headache worse and his thoughts were plagued by whatever the hell just happened. He dared not speak up. To do so would more than likely mean the end of him. Besides, if he did he was sure he’d come off as crazy.<br/><br/>As the audience applauded one last time, and everyone was dismissed at last, Udo stood from his seat and then left the auditorium.