[WP] A nazi scientist visits his son's science fair, and is horrified at what his son has produced.

I would have been there sooner, if it wasnt for this damned job. I should have been there. I should have spent more time with him. I should have asked what he was doing in school. But it was too risky to take time off; the 'mission' was too important, and lately, I have seen walking dead than ever before. If only our arrangements would have played out sooner. I immediately snatched my dear boy by the arm and drug him through a maze of hallways, and mortified faces. I should have understood how bad he wanted his own identity. A blonde hairpiece hanging onto black curls by a thread; a blue eye left on a table, and a beautiful hazel eye looking upon me in fear. Seeing those eyes for the first time in years made it clear to me what had to be done, it was now or never. I slowed down, and knelt down to look upon my child. As I peeled back the skin, and removed the remaining blue eye, I the way he lit up made me realize that he was as shocked as myself. He could see the pride in my face, for the first time. He was expecting anger, not tears. "Daddy, what is gonna happen?" I was ashamed; but if he couId live, I could live with the nightmares. I looked at him as if I was scrutinizing my own work. My work. The face of a ghost, transplanted onto the body of a Stasi, ready to march into action: to me, a zombie; to jews, a neighbor. For far too long, these were my 'experiments'... My abominations. I create perfect spies, and this has kept my son and I alive, until now. Instead of a mixture of the faces of poor, 'acceptable' children, faces stiched together seamlessly that I had to collect on my own, I saw the eyes of his mother and the courage of his father. In front of me, I looked into the eyes of a jew. I inspected him, for the first time in so many years, and possibly the last time ever. "No more hiding. We keep running; my son, we will see the promised land soon, one way or another."

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