[ WP ] You did n't board a lifeboat during the sinking of the Titanic , instead you slipped into the icy waters below and somehow got frozen in a block of ice , keeping you alive while your in a sleep like state . 100 years have passed and scientists have thawed you out .

The first thing I heard was the ice breaking open. The first thing I felt was myself falling out of the ice and landing in someone's arms. 
 
 The first thing I saw was her beautiful eyes. 
 
 She was the most perfect woman I had ever laid eyes upon. Her brown hair was braided in two loops on the side and they swayed in the chilling wind. She was wearing some strange looking Eskimo outfit, but she was not an Eskimo. I mustered what little strength I had left to ask her a question. 
 
 `` I need to ask you something.'' It was quiet, raspy, but she heard me. 
 
 `` What?'' She seemed concerned. 
 
 `` Please,'' I wheezed. `` Come closer.'' 
 
 She leaned in. `` What is it?'' 
 
 Then my voice returned fully. My face lit up as I asked `` Will you go sledding with me?'' She seemed taken aback. *Shit. Nice going. * I chastised myself internally. 
 
 `` Uh... sure? I... I guess.'' *Well that's a yes at least. * 
 
 As I rose up from the ground I realized she was standing with a man with similar features. He was holding a gun, and he pointed it at me once I was standing, but I did n't care. My memories, or lack thereof, were coming back to me. 
 
 `` What's going on here?'' 
 
 `` You tell us!'' The man shouted. `` How'd you get in the ice? Why are n't you frozen?'' 
 
 `` I... I do n't know.'' I was starting to get really weirded out, as were my rescuers. `` I do n't remember how I got here.'' 
 
 The man looked at the woman. 
 
 `` He's probably a spy for the Reich Navy.'' 
 
 She looked unconvinced. `` He's obviously not geared up to be a spy.'' 
 
 `` Wait, Reich Navy? What are you talking about? Who are you guys? Where am I?'' 
 
 `` Do n't tell him, he'll just tell the Reich where we are.'' 
 
 `` How can I be with something I do n't know anything about?'' 
 
 `` We need to take him back to the base for questioning.'' 
 
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 The next thing I knew I was strapped to a chair. They did n't torture me, but they were n't letting me go, either. As I was in that room I had plenty of time to think, and things started coming back to me. The woman entered the room to question me. 
 
 `` I'm sorry my brother knocked you out back there. He does n't trust you. None of them do. But I do.'' 
 
 Her brother was standing behind the glass window, glaring at me. 
 
 `` My name is Aaron. I'm just a simple Jew from Poland.'' 
 
 Her eyes grew wide and she quickly left the room. She was gone for a few minutes, and then she brought an elderly woman in. 
 
 `` You are a Jew, you say?'' the old woman asked me. 
 
 `` Yes, is that an issue?'' 
 
 `` No one has seen a Jew in over fifty years. I thought they were extinct.'' 
 
 `` Extinct? No, I'm from Warsaw, I was on the Titanic and-'' 
 
 `` The Titanic?!'' The brother suddenly burst into the room. 
 
 `` He's got to be full of shit. There's no way.'' 
 
 `` I think he's telling the truth.'' His sister stated. Then she looked at me. 
 
 `` So you do n't know anything about the war? The last thing you remember is the Titanic?'' 
 
 `` Yes we were on route to... to... I do n't remember but we started to sink. I did n't get a lifeboat. Do you guys work for the American Government? Can you get me home?'' 
 
 `` How long do you think you were in the iceberg?'' 
 
 `` I do n't know, a few days maybe?'' 
 
 `` It's 2012, Aaron. I'm not sure you *have* a home anymore.'' 
 
 `` 2012, b... wha...'' 
 
 `` We need to contact Central about this.'' 
 
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 INTRO 
 
 `` My grandmother used to tell me about the old days, when the nations lived together in tenuous peace. 
 
 Then everything changed when the Nazis attacked. 
 
 Only America, master of all four virtues, could stop them. But when the world needed it most, it vanished. 
 
 100 years have passed and the Reich is nearing victory. My brother and I live in our small rebel village in Antarctica. But I still have hope. I believe America will return and save the world. 
 
 AMERICA: THE LAST JEW POLLOCK 
 
 BOOK ONE: FREEDOM 
 
 CHAPTER ONE: THE MAN IN THE ICEBERG 
 

