Encounter at Odiorne Point

Rotting. That is what I'm doing here in my 4 X 8 little section of hell. Even though I only met Marilyn four days ago, I miss her dearly and realize maybe I belong in jail for my cowardice or my horrible judgment. Either way, wasting away in here is giving me an opportunity to write down the true events that led to my incarceration. The authorities will never believe it. They'll just lock me away in a psychiatric hospital for the rest of my miserable pathetic life.

First of all, some background. My name is Donald Becker and I'm a researcher at the National Archives in Washington, DC. The archives acquires an astounding amount of material. Due to the "efficiency" of the Federal bureaucracy, we researchers are only 60 years behind schedule. After the fall of Berlin at the end of World War II, U.S. government agents swept in and secured all the records of the Nazi government. I have a talent for finding seemingly unrelated bits of information and piecing them together like a jigsaw puzzle. My entire professional career has been devoted to examining, organizing and filing all the material related to the more esoteric aspects of the Nazi regime, from military research, to medical experiments, to Nazi exploration of the occult.

I put it all together and create a grand narrative about such activities and how they relate to other sources of history. I've had a top-secret clearance so that I can examine American intelligence on the Nazis and its relation to the Nazi records.

One of the glaring holes in American intelligence was the disappearance of Baron Gerhard Von Ulm. A leftover from the pre-World War I Prussian aristocracy, von Ulm was independently wealthy, a mystic, and a trusted advisor to Hitler. Der Fuhrer had bestowed von Ulm with a staff and access to "test subjects" from the Bitburg concentration camps. U.S. intelligence reports often referred to him as Hitler's Rasputin. While von Ulm lived and worked in one of King Ludwig's castles in the Bavarian countryside, he seemed to always turn up in Berlin just before Hitler invaded another country.

However, as the new year of 1944 arrived, Hitler saw that a major Allied invasion was imminent. He knew the force behind the invasion was the United States and he needed to do something to take the U.S. out of the game. A major conference convened to decide this very subject occurred the first week of January. Of course, von Ulm attended. The Nazis had very limited options, and much head-shaking was observed as the conference ended. One head emerged proud and alone. Von Ulm's. But his trail grew cold a week later in the shipyards of Hamburg. Six ships and four U-boats put to sea overnight and intelligence sources were never able to confirm their mission.

This is where I come into the picture.