Episode 1

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Episode 1 - A Warm Day in Hell

It was a cool, sunny afternoon in Grand Rapids. Already mid-July, the temperature had only eclipsed the 80 degree mark once. A small classroom on the rural outskirts of the city was filled with noisy, rambunctious teenagers who were eagerly awaiting the bell to signal the school day's end. The German II class they sat in was considered by student body consensus to be one of the most boring courses offered. They knew only eight minutes needed to pass before they could finish exploring the grammatical nuances of subjunctive form and begin their liberating weekend. Their buzz was growing steadily louder.

"SEIEN SIE JETZT RUHIG!" hounded Mr. Robertz. He had tendency to overreact towards his anxious students who became less productive near the end of class and although the students could not comprehend his angered, German shouts, he refused to ever communicate to his class in English as a matter of educational principle.

Mr. Robertz was known as a stern teacher who was prone to wearing dark suits and dark ties to school each day. Compared to the laid back khaki pants and unbuttoned top buttons of his colleagues, Robertz's wardrobe was downright formal. But his stiffly starched collars and firmly pressed shirts weren't nearly as curious to the students and teachers at Gerald R. Ford High as were the black leather gloves and dark sunglasses he had a tendency of wearing; many times even after he had entered the building.

He was a man of contradictions. Even though his tough outer shell exuded a take no shit attitude, deep down there was a place, however small, that let his students in. And, despite himself and his indecipherable German rantings, like his students he was anxiously awaiting the ticking of those last eight minutes off the clock.

He had some business to attend to.