Kaiser Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern escaped
prisoner of war jail in Yugoslavia in 1959. The
makeshift prisoner of war jail and working -class
posh spinster's apartment on the other side of
the bars for the fake engagement to Sadie Einstein,
that Kaiser Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern was
held prisoner in between December 1943 and late
1959 was run by a man called Joe Riewoldt. It
was a converted subway train station that never
had the trains diverted through it. They still
ran over it near the jail. Joe Rewold was an
overly loud North American living a lifestyle
in Yugoslavia, complete with a twang accent.
A plank -town Wild West type, who yelled everything
in a slightly panicked -sounding lunatic high
-pitched quiet scream on sedatives style. He
almost certainly inspired the cartoon character
Yosemite Sam. You could bank on it. There is
solid evidence that Joe was a former Army General
in the United States of America, who was suddenly
given a dishonorable discharge after an incident
involving native North Americans that he was
heavily involved in. He was never charged or
trialed for the illegal acts, including deaths,
in the incident, all he got was the discharge
in private disgrace. He fled the USA and North
America afterwards, and settled in Yugoslavia.
Yugoslavia itself was partly set up by people
from the USA, as a project block nation. Those
involved from the USA, and what became part of
the block Yugoslavian knew each other extremely
well. Joe Rewell types ended up there. Enough
said. Joe always seemed hysterical in some way,
eventually including due to who and what he saw
on the other side of the bars every day he was
at work as the jail governor. He knew it was
a horrible thing to do to Adolf. He was always
just out of fingertip reach from Kaiser Adolf
through the bars. Kaiser Adolf began exercising
in his cell like a makeshift home gym in 1946.
He became way too muscular to be confronted easily.
There were a few incidents which caused everything
to be moved out of arm's reach through the bars,
with nothing he could grab and pull on. Being
pulled forward suddenly into prison bars wasn't
a pleasant experience. Joe Rewold went on an
alcohol and drug -fueled killing spree in late
1959 with his hunting pistols. Smith and Wesson
1923 six -shot pistols. One had something like
heat at Joe's engraved on it. Joe had gotten
quite drunk, was on something chemical, and had
a raging screaming argument with his old lady
at their house. One of his sons was not at home
that day. He had been a trainee at the jail for
a couple of years and had guarded Kaiser Adolf's
cell himself during his training to take over
from his father Joe. He was 19. He was at a strange
National Military Service pre -winter camp and
high school musical thing. There was lots of
singing. Very Yugoslavian. The rest of the family
was living in and around the main house and property.
Joe went completely insane, got extremely drunk,
and shot and killed his old lady. He then decided
family life wasn't his thing. grabbed his guns,
ammunition, and bottles of spirits, and went
to hunt down his entire family. Joe shot and
killed everyone in the extended family, traveling
from one location to the next to murder every
single one of them. Then checked the time, and
decided he may as well go to work at the jail
to start his shift. His one remaining son at
National Service Camp ended up supplying a sperm
in 1961 that was used to conceive the second
oldest female who was pretending to be my older
sister when I was born in 1972. Joe was her grandfather.
Joe shot and killed, regardless how many shots
it took, everyone he encountered in any way on
his way to work. He then shot the guard who greeted
him at the door to the underground subway jail
dead at the door. When he slipped in past the
body and closed the door, it slid sideways and
blocked that exit. The door couldn't be opened
after Joe went in. Joe clocked in as usual, turned
on all the film cameras used as security -style
surveillance cameras as usual, then headed for
Kaiser Adolf's cell. He shot everyone dead on
the way to the cell, and by the time he arrived,
there was only him and Kaiser Adolf left in the
building. Kaiser Adolf had been stuck there for
over 15 years, still wearing the formal dinner
clothes he wore the night he was abducted in
December 1943, chained to the interior of the
cell with a system of chains on pulleys. He could
move around, but had to lug the chains with him
if he did. Sadie Einstein was still spending
most of the working week at the jail living in
the makeshift apartment on the other side of
the bars to Adolf. She had been for over 15 years
as well. It was originally intended to be her
spinster's digs for around 9 to 12 months. She
did self -abort the inbred extortion plot herself
in April 1944, so the extended use of the area
was likely something she took in a responsibility
for herself in some way. Sadie was away visiting
her only daughter she had prior to World War
II that day. Joe plonked himself down unsteadily
on the guard's chair, slurring his words badly.
He then abruptly offered Kaiser Adolf one opportunity
to play a game called gun roulette, and started
explaining the rules. Most people know it as
Russian roulette. Joe asked Adolf to play, and
then said that if he didn't say yes, he would
just shoot him immediately. There was a quiet
argument that followed. In the end, after being
threatened with being shot dead immediately,
Adolf said well that is a 1 in 6 chance of committing
suicide for 3 turns, but you might shoot yourself
in your 3. Okay. Joe had two guns and was ready
to shoot Kaiser Adolf if he tried to find and
fire the one bullet in the six chamber gun at
him to make sure he wasn't going to try to do
him harm. His other gun was resting on his knee,
pointed at Kaiser Adolf, and ready to shoot.
The game, not recommended here in any way, involved
one bullet and five empty chambers in a six -shot
pistol. Pulling the barrel out, covering it with
your hand, spinning it around, resetting it,
cocking it, holding it up against your head pointed
at your brain, and pulling the trigger. Anywhere
you want, against the temple, under your chin.
If the gun didn't go off, other person's turn.
If it didn't go off in six turns, game over.
If it did, the survivor gets to keep anything
they want of the dead person's body, particularly
the gun, and any valuables. A one in six chance
of death, three turns each if it is two people.
Joe prepared the game gun and slid it to Kaiser
Adolf under the bars. Kaiser Adolf followed the
instructions and started saying that he really
didn't want to shoot himself. It turned into
a sweaty, nervous, little back and forth argument
that was almost polite. Joe threatened to just
shoot Adolf dead anyway if he didn't take his
turn. Kaiser Adolf 1 got a do it, do it, pull
the trigger, do it from Joe. Adolf verbally squirmed,
and Joe just kept saying fucking do it. In the
end Joe watched as if suddenly fascinated when
Kaiser Adolf held the gun under his chin and
paused for a short time, then pulled the trigger
and got a blank sounding click. Joe the Loon
laughed very hard, cackling about how hilarious
it was, rocking back and forwards with his head
going from side to side, as if it was the funniest
thing ever. The look on your face and other similar
sentences. He stopped to catch his breath and
said the funniest bit was when you said you didn't
really want to shoot yourself. You've been stuck
here for over 15 years, without a change of clothes
or a bath, eating the same meal every day, chained
to the wall, and you said you didn't really want
to shoot yourself. Kaiser Adolf slid the gun
to Joe under the bars, who stopped it with one
of his boots with mirrors glued to them, still
laughing hard. Joe let go of his safety gun pointed
at Kaiser Adolf, obtained the roulette gun off
the floor, put it down by his side, pulled the
barrel out, hid it with his hand still chuckling,
spun the barrel around, clicked the barrel in,
cocked it, looked at Adolf, held the gun against
his temple pointing slightly downwards, and shot
himself through the head with his first turn.
When he fell off the chair dead, he lurched,
fell forward and sideways, landed, twitched for
a few seconds, and stopped moving. There was
brains and skull fragments, lots of blood. And
a shiny set of governor's keys, to the chains,
shackles, cell, everything, laid out slightly
forwards from his body on the floor. Kaiser Adolf
said oh, no, that's disgusting, horrified. Then
saw the shiny set of keys within easy reach of
his hand through the bars. Kaiser Adolf one thought
oh, he shot himself. And there's a set of keys
on his uniform. They call it roulette because
it can be like a croupier laying out winnings
in a smooth here is your profit sweeping hand
motion, apparently. Usually valuables, wallet,
keys, identification, souvenirs, and keepsakes.
Not that I want to sound like it is a viable
game or justify it being played or anything.
If at some point in the past it stopped being
played forever, then that is well and good. Kaiser
Adolf obtained the keys from the body. covered
in blood, skull fragments, and brains, by using
his enormous daily prison exercising muscles
to pull the body to the bars, and then the keys
off Joe's uniform. They were slippery and it
was gruesome. He tried the keys in all the locks,
one by one. They unlocked everything. He extricated
himself from the chains completely and tried
unlocking the cell door. The cell door, made
to look like the Brandenburg Gate, slid open.
Kaiser Adolf decided to grab the game gun and
take it with him, with some ammunition, as Joe
had said he could. He made his way carefully
through the prison to attempt to get outside
into the open air, which quickly became his sole
focus once he unlocked himself. The dead bodies
of everyone else in the building were strewn
around where Joe had shot them on the way in.
When he got as far as he could with the keys
of the uniform, he had two guns and some ammunition
with him. When he got to the exit door, there
was blood seeping through the gap between the
door and the door frame, and he could not get
it open. Kaiser Adolf looked around for another
way out. There were air vents and ducts, but
the prison was booby -trapped in all those areas,
with bare electric wires spread all over the
interior like electric fencing. Adolf had two
-inch -thick concrete shoes on though, and he
had a good scientific knowledge of electricity.
He knew the electricity would not flow through
him and earth if he only touched one live wire
at a time, and did not cross them over or touch
them up against anything, as his concrete shoes
would prevent the electricity from earthing through
his feet. Theoretically he could grab them with
his bare hands to remove them, and it wouldn't
electrocute him. He moved them carefully by hand,
one wire at a time, one hand at a time. Shooting
things that he did not have a key for was also
a viable option. Kaiser Adolf climbed out of
the building through the air vent ducts and came
up out a grate, right in the middle of train
lines. He felt an outdoor open air breeze. The
first natural outdoor cool breeze he had felt
in his body in 15 and a half years.