Priceless Heirlooms

"How the hell do we get down there?" I asked.

"Well," Jerry said, "you just slide down, mate."
"You kidding me?"
"Not really."
"Great."

Jerry positioned himself above the hole, crossed his arms and dropped in. He slid down and out of sight. Fuck, I thought. I hate slides. I jumped in and slid in to darkness. I flew through the tunnel fast, it was frightening, and long. Suddenly, boom, a bright blinding light and a short free fall to a big fluffy pillow-like thing. My heart was pumping. I sat still for a while. Jerry walked up to me and extended his hand.

"You'll get used to that, mate," he said.

He pulled me up and into a very bright, very white room. I followed him to a console on a nearby wall.
"What the hell is this," I asked.
"This, mate, is a whole new chapter in your life."
"How do you mean?"
"This place was here a long time ago. I didn't build it. I found it."
"Found it?"
"Before I started working this job I was running from the police on a drunk driving charge. When i tripped over a latch in the grass. I pulled on it. Found the hole. Heard sirens. Jumped in. Woke up here. Back then there was no pillow to land on."
"Keep talking."
"Right here on this console was a type of glyphs. What seemed to be a message, from my best guess. I hit this button over here."

He pointed at one of the many buttons on the console.

"Then, the message disappeared and the console went blank. After that I couldn't get anything to work. Nothing worked at all."

"So now what," I asked.

"This is not the only thing I found in here. I also found this."

He reached under the console and pulled out a box. He opened it and pulled out a was helmet.

"Do you know what this is?"
"It's a war helmet."
"Yeah, from World War II, mate."

He spun it around to reveal an emblem on the side.

"Fuck me," I said, "that's a nazi helmet from world war II."

I took it from him.

White.

I was in the room again. But, I still had the helmet. I didn't like that place, wherever it was. But, I kept ending up here. I gripped the helmet tight. A voice was heard.

"Welcome back, 01."

"Who's there," I shouted, "what the hell is going on?"

"Relax, 01. You already passed our test. One of them at least. Please, if you would be so kind as to put that priceless heirloom that your holding in to the retrieval bay."

"No fuckin' way! You tell me what the hell is going on here, damn it!"

"Please, 01."

"Fuck you!"

The helmet was pulled from me. Right out of my hands. It floated across the room and disappeared in to a square shaped hole in the wall. Once it was through, the hole closed up and the wall was flat again. What the hell was on the other side of that wall? Probably some damn answers, I thought. I took a step forward.

Black.