Cole Burkhardt

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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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Bullets whizzed and whined past his head, and he threw himself to the mud, fear near paralyzing him.
Blood-soaked earth splashed his face cold and wet as muzzle flashes lit up the night around him.
He slid down a muddy wall on the ground below.
He looked around.
The trenches ran away in either direction, littered with slumped and shattered corpses.
Above him, men charged over the line and were brought down in a hail of brutal machine-gun fire, their flesh and blood stripped from their bones near instantaneously.
Tanks rumbled through the earth, the ting of bullets bouncing off their pleading, threatening to tear at Dillinger's eardrums.
A hand touched his left shoulder, and gasping, he spun to it.
That once dead man stood next to him, now in full First American Expeditionary Forces uniform, but a much younger, more vibrant version of him.
He had no wist in his hand, just the standard-issue rifle in his right, and a small, black obsidian stone in his left.
Don't go up that ladder, Dillinger.
He eyed the stone in his hand.
I'm here to stop you from doing that.
Confusion swam through Dillinger's mind.
He had a clear recollection of the moment he ran over the top that morning, and when the bullet pierced his side.
The endless hours of recuperation, hospital time, the discharge, the long, miserable passage home, the picking up and rebuilding of his civilian life.
All of it a facade.
The thrum of winds shook the sky.
The smell of homebound dawn faded.
Morning coffee and the weight of his 38 felt like dreams now fading upon waking.
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