“Hold your fire!”  Kammler lowered his pistol.  His personal soldiers lowered their weapons as well and returned to their stiff stance.  Kammler knew of only one person with this kind of power.  If it was who he thought it was, then there might be more trouble with the Allies than he originally believed.

The soldier guarding the door still had his submachine gun raised.  Sweat was pouring from his head.  The gun was shaking in his hands as he glanced about nervously.

“Lower your weapon soldier.”  Kammler slowly ran his hand over his pistol in its holster.

The Doctor started to glance about his lab.  Kammler’s soldiers were ready to start firing if the guard didn’t do as commanded.  His staff would be in trouble from stray bullets.  They didn’t deserve this life of constant terror.  They were just scientists trying to advance the human race.

Kammler raised his pistol at the man guarding the door.  The soldier glanced at the gun pointed at him.  The door creaked open with its metallic grinding, and then finally, its clang.  The soldier quickly snapped his gun up to the door.  His life was then ended as Kammler’s pistol spat fire with deadly aim.  The bullet shot through the man’s helmet, caking blood on the nearby wall.  The loud bang penetrated deep into the concrete lab, bouncing all throughout its drab walls.  Men and woman looked up from their work, terrified at what would happen next, if they were next.

Kammler quickly holstered pistol and turned to face everyone in the chamber.  “Let this be an example to all of you.  No one is above the grade of command.  Even I answer to the Fuhrer, and I follow his orders blindly.  Not just for our good, but for the good of mankind.”

“Always teaching lessons, my dear Hans.”  A hypnotic voice came from the doorway where the soldier had just been killed.

Both Hans Kammler and the Doctor turned to face the woman who had just entered.  A woman in a white dress stood there examining the corpse of the soldier.  “It seems there is a mess to clean up.”  She looked at the nearby soldiers, raising her eyebrows, “Well?”  Her long hair twisted and turned as her head moved, stretching down her body and out of the doorway.  It looked as if the fairytale Rapunzel had just crawled out of her book and stepped through the doorway.

Hans knew better than to underestimate this woman.  “Do as she says, or she’ll force you to do it anyway.”  He nodded at the guards, who promptly began dragging the body outside.

Hans took a few steps towards the woman, carrying himself with the grace of nobility, “My dear Maria, only you could find me here.”  He held out his hand for her to take.

“I could find you anywhere, Hans.  It’s only a matter of time.” She placed her hand on his. 

Hans raised it to his mouth and kissed her hand tenderly.  “It is a pleasure, but I have some pressing matters to attend to.”   Hans Kammler pointed to the Doctor, “Herr Doctor here has made some great progress, and as you know,” Hans tucked his hands behind his back and took a few steps into the lab, “The Allies press forward on all fronts.  Without Die Glocke, the Reich will be over within the year.”

Hans sighed and let his first sign of emotion show.

Maria put her hand on Hans shoulder.  “That is what I come to talk about.  I have had a premonition about the war.”

Hans straightened up and turned to the Doctor, “Herr Doctor, if you could give us some room.”

The Doctor turned and entered his lab.  The woman seemed most familiar to him.  Maria was a familiar name, he had heard of her somewhere.  She reminded him of a story he heard from one of his colleagues, a man experimenting on brain waves and the human psych.  The Doctor’s colleague had told him of a secret sect of psychics the Fuhrer had taken special interest in.  The woman at the head was supposed to have hair grown far past that of normal women.  Her name was something Orsic.  It was Maria Orsic, and she was here in his lab.

The Doctor turned suddenly at the woman who had recently come to his lab.  She was looking at him with a sly smile.  She knew his thoughts as he conjured them, even at this moment.

Maria had known what the Doctor was thinking.  She knew what everyone in the lab was thinking, save one man.  That man was Hans Kammler.  He kept a stonewalled mind, repeating engineering calculations constantly in his fore mind, erecting barriers she would need to tear down.  She would have to dig deep into his mind to read it, but that would most likely kill the man, and Maria had grown quite fond of him.

“Dear Hans, the Allies move closer than you think, even now they are at our doorstep.”  Maria pulled Hans into the large circular room Die Glocke was placed in for lab testing.  “We must use the machine.”  She looked upon the large bell shaped machine with humble awe.  It looked so simple, it looked so plain and insignificant, but Maria knew the power the machine possessed.

Hans shook his head, “Testing has not been completed yet.  To use the machine now could be catastrophic.  We know not what will happen.”

“I know, dear Hans.  I have seen the future, and it rests on your shoulders.”  She walked closer to the man and whispered, “You must decide now, there is no more time. You know what to do Hans.”

As she finished her sentence, the earth below them shook violently.  Hanging from the ceiling, the lights flickered as they shook about.

Hans snapped his attention to the nearest guard, “Find out what is going on out there.”  The guard snapped a salute and left the chamber.

“Herr Doctor!”

The Doctor turned his attention from his lab staff to Kammler, “Herr Kammler, what is happening?  The staff is getting nervous.”

“Doctor, I need you start up Die Glocke.”  Hans face was cold as stone.  His eyes burned into the Doctor’s soul.  “The Allies are here, Doctor, and we need to keep this device from them at all costs.”  Hans gave a devious half smile, and the Doctor shuddered.

The Doctor ran into the large circular room he kept Die Glocke in.  He opened the front hatch and started to adjust several levers and nozzles.  Steam shot out from several openings on the surface of the machine.

The Doctor looked up at Hans Kammler, “How far into the future would you like to travel?”  He was terrified at what the answer was, but he was awe struck.  His machine, all his work, would finally be put to use.

Hans thought for a second.  He would need to go far into the future, far enough to escape suspicion, so he could rally enough support to travel back and finish the Fuhrer’s work.  He must go far enough to the future so he could bring back superior weapons and technology to crush the Allies.  Humans were always pushing the bounds of technology, he knew this well.  All the time he spent in the future would be lost to him here in the present.  It was a loss he would have to take.  The Allies would win now, but on his return, Hans Kammler would seek the righteous revenge he so deserved.

“Three hundred years, Herr Doctor.”

The Doctor was taken aback slightly.  Three hundred years, that was crazy.  No one sane would dare to travel that far into the future.  Who knows what it would hold, or even if the Earth would still be standing.

“Is there a problem, Doctor?”  Hans stepped forward, tilting his head slightly.

The Doctor shook his head and quickly rolled the number dials to the correct date.  He stepped out of the machine, “It is all ready to go Herr Kammler, just pull the large lever there and you’ll be off.”  The Doctor took a deep breath and wiped the sweat form his head, “God speed.”

Hans nodded to the Doctor and raised his hand, catching his guards’ attention.  They all snapped salutes simultaneously.  Hans Kammler then circled his hand in the air and pulled it down to his neck.  Hans then made a quick jerk motion across his neck.

The guards then unslung their sub-machineguns and started to fire on the lab staff without mercy.  Once finished with the scientists, the guards started to tip over tables and set machines on fire.  They burned any piece of paper they could get their hands on.

The Doctor’s mouth dropped open in horror.  He watched as the young scientist, who broke the glass beaker earlier, was gunned down trying to protect a fellow scientist.

The Doctor turned to Maria and Hans.  The woman had an eerily still smile across her face.  As she passed the Doctor, he could hear high pitched laughter deep in his mind.  She entered Die Glocke and waved for Hans to follow her. 

The Doctor reached out for Hans, “What is the meaning of this, we are just scientists.”

Hans stepped into the machine as well and raised his hand up to the lever.  His head tilted downward, his eyes gave off a devilish aura.  “It’s for the good of mankind, Doctor.”

The Doctor held his hands up to his head.  This was all crazy.  Hans Kammler was a stern and unmerciful man, but this was madness.  This wasn’t Kammler.  The Doctor looked back into Die Glocke.  Hans had his pistol raised to the Doctor’s head, but that was not what caught the Doctor’s attention.  He knew what had happened.  Maria was hugging Hans around his waist, peeking over his shoulder.  She knew exactly what the Doctor was thinking.  There was no need for words.  The Doctor shut his eyes and heard the lever inside the machine lower.  The last sound he heard was the loud bang of a gun.

Die Glocke started to rise into the air.  It started to spin faster and faster, emitting a great light.  The soldiers started to panic and run out of the chamber.  They screamed in agony as an invisible force hit them.  The soldiers didn’t make it far before their flesh started to melt where they stood.

Die Glocke then disappeared into thin air with a loud crack of ionizing air.  Soon the laboratory was still.  Not a single thing moved, and all that transpired here was forgotten.