[ WP ] You are a researcher in Antarctica . One day you find a Nazi Submarine . Upon closer investigation you see that the Subs technology is unlike anything you 've seen

The vessel was frozen in ice like an insect in blue amber. It hovered there, impossibly, the twists and cracks in the ice distorting the image, it could have been a hologram, or a mirage, or something. 
 
 We knew we had to get to it. Days of drilling, chipping, we had it out. We open the top hatch and lowered ourselves down, braced to find frozen Nazis preserved since nineteen forty-something. 
 
 There were no Nazis. There was hardly anything in that submarine. Clean walls, clear counters, no technology that we could see. I'm a biologist, not a computer scientist, but I know what the inside of a mid-century sub should look like—at least a little bit of an idea. Wait—there is a console at the front. Two square pads on an otherwise blank dash. I know, somehow, that they are meant for hands. 
 
 I place my hands on the pads and the cabin glows red. The wall in front of me becomes a screen, and my eyes snap shut. I can feel inside myself, my will, my fear, my gaze is turned inward. I ca n't move my hands. The men behind me must see me frozen in place, I hear them come over to see what's wrong. 
 
 I hear sharp breaths and I struggle to open my eyes and I see the screen. My heart stops beating. Adolf Hitler is staring out at me. 
 
 I hear words in my head, German, but somehow they become English. 
 
 *'' The Third Reich will rise again. You have found the backup plan, the way to restore the Aryan people to glory, should I fail. You have only to align your will, the will of the Superior Race, with the technology before you, and our Empire will extend to the edges of the world. `` * 
 
 The screen is blank and no one speaks. I feel a surge of darkness through my body, my eyebrows furrow, all the worst in me rises to the surface. The men around me are yelling, I hardly hear them. The screen now shows the outside of the sub. We are descending: dive, dive. 
 
 My mind is working furiously, something in the sub is aiding me. I have never felt power like this. I have never felt so alive. My mind is unlocked. I do n't know where we're going, but I do n't care, as long as I get to feel this way some more. As long as I get to stay this way. 
 
 The ocean is dark outside and we are moving forward, towards something inevitable. The hair on the back of my neck stands up and I grin. 
 
 Heil Hitler.
