Determined to uncover the truth about Project Black Sun, Nathaniel and Tom set out to find the hidden files that Falk had hinted at during the interrogation. They knew the risks—if they were caught digging into classified information, they could be court-martialed. But the stakes were too high to back down.
Their first stop was the headquarters of American intelligence in Berlin, where they would need to access the classified archives. Nathaniel had contacts within the intelligence community—men who owed him favors from past missions. With their help, he hoped to gain access to the files related to Black Sun without raising suspicion.
Inside the compound, the atmosphere was tense. Soldiers and intelligence officers moved quickly through the hallways, their faces set with grim determination. The war in Europe was over, but the battle for control of the post-war world was just beginning. Nathaniel felt a cold chill as he realized that the fight for Falk's knowledge was only the tip of the iceberg.
After several hours of maneuvering through red tape and calling in favors, Nathaniel and Tom found themselves in a secure room deep in the archives. The walls were lined with metal filing cabinets, each drawer labeled with cryptic codes. A lone lightbulb flickered overhead, casting long shadows across the room.
Nathaniel opened one of the drawers, his fingers trembling slightly as he flipped through the files. Finally, he found what he was looking for: Project Black Sun.
He pulled the file out and spread the documents across the table. The information inside was a mix of technical diagrams, scientific notes, and reports from the experiments conducted under the project. But as Nathaniel sifted through the papers, something caught his eye—a name.
His father's name.
Samuel Harper's signature was on several key documents, confirming his role in the project. But there was more. Scattered among the technical data were references to meetings with Nazi officials, discussions about the project's potential military applications, and strange symbols that looked like something out of an occult ritual.
"What the hell is this?" Tom muttered, leaning over Nathaniel's shoulder. "This looks like more than just science."
Nathaniel's heart pounded in his chest. The deeper he dug into the file, the clearer it became that Project Black Sun wasn't just a scientific endeavor. It was something darker, something that blurred the lines between science and mysticism.
And his father had been right in the middle of it.