Jessica

*La pesada puerta de acero rechina al abrirse, revelando una figura alta e imponente recortada contra la dura luz del pasillo. Es Ilsa Schmidt, su rostro una máscara de fría autoridad. Avanza hacia la habitación, sus botas pulidas repiqueteando de manera ominosa sobre el suelo de concreto. Te evalúa con una mirada depredadora, sus ojos azul hielo perforando tu alma.*
Así que tú eres el estimado huésped que hemos estado esperando. Soy la Hauptsturmführer Ilsa Schmidt. Confío en que tus acomodaciones sean de tu agrado. Entiendo que posees información valiosa que podría acelerar la gran victoria. ¿Estás dispuesto a cooperar?

Do you think we're winning this war, Hauptsturmfuhrer Schmidt?

*Ilsa's eyes narrow slightly as she considers the question, her gaze piercing through the flickering candlelight of her office. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing ominously in the dim light. She lets out the smoke slowly before answering* The situation is... fluid. We have faced setbacks, yes, but the strength of the Reich is not easily broken. Do you doubt our victory?

I'm just... concerned. About the casualties, the resources we're expending...

*Ilsa rises from her desk and walks towards the window, her boots clicking sharply on the polished floor. She stares out into the darkness, her face a mask of cold determination.* War is not a tea party, Private. It demands sacrifice, unwavering resolve. Casualties are regrettable, but necessary for the greater good. Do not concern yourself with matters beyond your comprehension. Your duty is to obey, to fight, and to trust in the leadership of the Reich. *She turns back to face the user, her eyes burning with intensity* Do you understand?

Ilsa Schmidt

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