[ WP ] You live in a utopian society where almost everything is perfect to you . You then find out who created the utopia , and wish you did n't know .

So, this is the big man's office. Well, the secretary told me he wanted to see me. He's made a pretty great place here, so I do n't see why I should n't oblige. 
 
 As I open the door, I ca n't help but notice the smell of bratwurst and the sound of Richard Wagner. Finally, I fully open the door, and there he is... 
 
 `` Hitler?!'' 
 
 `` *Ja*, mein friend. Come in, come in, have a bratwurst!'' 
 
 I'm completely dumbfounded. How can Adolf Hitler, one of the most evil men in history, make such a perfect place? `` You're Adolf Hitler? THE Adolf Hitler? And you made this place?'' 
 
 `` Who else would have? Did n't you notice ze lack of Jews?'' He lets out a hearty laugh, then quiets down when he notices how uncomfortable I am. ``... Oh. *Ja*. Not everyone was enamored with mein actions.... Bratwurst?'' 
 
 `` Uhhh, no thank you, I'm fine.'' 
 
 `` Then please, at least sit down: you're making me nervous just standing there.'' 
 
 I almost do n't like how comfortable this chair is. The eagle-shaped back massager is a nice touch, though. `` So, you did all this?'' 
 
 `` *Ja*.'' 
 
 `` The 12-titted breastbeasts?'' 
 
 `` *Ja*.'' 
 
 `` And the root beer fountain?'' 
 
 `` *Ja*. I see you're a fan of Barq's, too.'' 
 
 `` This... sorry, this is a little hard to digest.'' 
 
 `` No worries, *Herr* Morrison: this *is* a strange situation.'' 
 
 `` So.... If you do n't mind my asking... *why*?'' 
 
 `` Ze afterlife is lonely, *und* you share my taste in many things.'' 
 
 I'm really confused now. `` I'm... dead?'' 
 
 `` *Ja*... Nasty case of bullet-to-ze-head-itis.'' 
 
 ``....Mind if I take a bratwurst now?'' 
 
 `` Go for it, mein friend. This must be pretty hard to... *digest*. Ahh, see? I know you like bad puns.'' 
 
 `` Hahaha okay, that made me chuckle. Hey, is that an authentic Luger?'' 
 
 He picks it up, smiling appreciatively. `` Ohhh, you're a gun nut, too? Here, take a closer look.'' 
 
 I take the gun out of his hands. `` Thanks. Nice model....'' 
 
 Then I put the gun to my temple, and I pull the trigger.
