---- The Visitor - Wilhelmshaven
June 17, 1915
"Admiral, you have a visitor sir..." Admiral von Rudburg's
"Out of my way you fool," the visitor growled and pushed his
way through the door.
"Yes, thank you. That will be all." von Rudburg told his aid.
"Please be seated, herr Doktor."
"Thank you herr Admiral, I must say I was surprised to hear from
someone like yourself. Most people seem to think Im some cheap charlatan." the Doktor replied.
"Well I must confess that until a few months ago I would have been
one of them but..."
"You have become suspicious of someone, there are signs..." the doktor interrupted.
"I fear that they were only suspicions when I wired you, now there
can be no doubt anymore. If one know what to look for. I have a short
brief here for you, tell me what you think herr Doktor." von Rudburg
said and handed over a thin folder.
The Doktor rapidly read through the papers.
"I think you did right to send for me, I have fought this 'disease'
my whole life but this is one of the worst epidemic I have ever encountered." the Doktor said after he had finished reading.
"Yes, that is why I want your help. I'm prepared to offer you a
commission in the High Seas Fleet for the duration of this emergency,
you will become the fleets chief medical officer with the rank of commodore,
This epidemic will be your only responsibility, you will not need to participate
in any acts of war." von Rudburg said.
"This war of yours is insignificant next to this threat." the
Doktor said and held up the folder "I will fight this madness where
ever I find it, with or without anyones support. I am glad I will have
your support Admiral." the Doktor said.
"In that case welcome aboard commodore van Helsing." von Rudburg
said as they shook hands over the table.
"Thank you Admiral." doktor van Helsing, vampire hunter extraordinare,
"Count," said the baron, "it was so kind of you to answer
"Anything for the Kaiser, and for Marina," the dark cloaked
"I have a need to accelerate the repair of the HSF's ships, and
to improve the survivability of their crews in battle," began the
"Can they be fought at night?"
"Well, not always, but poor visibility has been my preference, as
it is well known."
"That might suffice, especially if the crew can be kept inside,
with low light conditions."
"Good, my dear Count. I'd like you to tour all the ships, especially
the ones still under repair. I have arranged for your tours to take you
through all the living and sleeping spaces."
"When would this tour begin?"
"Just after midnight," said the baron. "Of course."
"Yes, of course."