Cole Burkhardt
speaker
840 appearances
5 recordings
1 series
first heard May 2026
last heard 7 Sep
Cole Burkhardt’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Around the edges of the black block, Dillinger couldn't see out of the kitchen to a backyard or the neighbor's fence as he expected.
He only saw a pressured void of stars that weren't stars, but a swirling kaleidoscope of what could only be then and some when else.
Then, the stone seemed to exhale.
At least, that was what the rushing sound and hot wind that hit Dillinger's face indicated.
Dillinger fell back, tumbling end over end through a vast black space.
Sounds fluctuated around him, alternating between what sounded like the beating of winds, but slow and languorous, and his own terrified screams that finally tore from his throat.
The scream that came from him was,
wasn't instant noise.
It was a memory of a scream.
Distant, like he was a witness to his own scream, hearing it from afar as he fell towards, through the never-ending dark.
The darkness around him seemed to fluctuate with patterns and lines, striations trying to reform into solidity.
Finally, everything around him stretched inward, the perspective warping until the far corner of the once cavernous, fluctuating space felt like he could reach out and touch it.
Then, he felt solidity under his feet.
Solid ground?
No.
But a cool moisture clung to him.
His skin grew cold and damp.
In front of him, beyond the black stone that had arrived just as he did, was that same battleground in Saint-Miel, northern France, that he had stood on in the cold spring of September 1918.
Around him the sound of artillery fire grew, and the screams of dying men rang out.
Under all this was the deep sound of the thrumming of something huge, like the beating of wings.
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