Parallel Universe

The USS George Washington, while undergoing its preflight check down in orbit over Earth for its scheduled mission to Titan, is struck by a strange energy vortex. It causes the ship to crash-land in the inner sea off the coast of Denmark. All computers and communication are dead, and two of the crew members must surface to get aide. Instead of rescuers, they find Waffen SS soldiers who take them prisoner. Such an occurrence, long speculated by physicists, has never happened before, or so it was believed. Time travel was just fanciful theory unlikely to leave the realm of flashy science fiction novels, or so they thought. The baffled crew members, trying to make sense of it all, miraculously escape to England, worrying all along about incidental contact and the effect it would have. They run to the one person who has the power, and they believe, the will to help them: Winston Churchill. Churchill, however, is not who they think he is, and they are not where they think they are or when. They must save themselves with the assistance of Churchill and his crippled friend and neighbor Franklin Roosevelt, who have their own agenda and ax to grind here on their Earth. Here there is no landmass above the Yucatan, and here the British are cowards and the French brave. They must go to the one place on this Earth that is truly hell to be saved. In that place, they will redeem their integrity by throwing off the shackles they attached to themselves in the dishonorable world they come from. Their destination—Auschwitz.

The USS George Washington, while undergoing its preflight check down in orbit over Earth for its scheduled mission to Titan, is struck by a strange energy vortex. It causes the ship to crash-land in the inner sea off the coast of Denmark. All computers and communication are dead, and two of the crew members must surface to get aide. Instead of rescuers, they find Waffen SS soldiers who take them prisoner. Such an occurrence, long speculated by physicists, has never happened before, or so it was believed. Time travel was just fanciful theory unlikely to leave the realm of flashy science fiction novels, or so they thought. The baffled crew members, trying to make sense of it all, miraculously escape to England, worrying all along about incidental contact and the effect it would have. They run to the one person who has the power, and they believe, the will to help them: Winston Churchill. Churchill, however, is not who they think he is, and they are not where they think they are or when. They must save themselves with the assistance of Churchill and his crippled friend and neighbor Franklin Roosevelt, who have their own agenda and ax to grind here on their Earth. Here there is no landmass above the Yucatan, and here the British are cowards and the French brave. They must go to the one place on this Earth that is truly hell to be saved. In that place, they will redeem their integrity by throwing off the shackles they attached to themselves in the dishonorable world they come from. Their destination—Auschwitz.