Flash Fiction Month 2016, Day 17
There was a blinding flash of light, and a deafening bang.
The entirety of the the Quantum Trans-chronometrical League of Scientists stared in surprise.
Adolf Hitler stared back.
“Ladies and Gentlemen,” he began, with the aid of a futuristic-looking translation device, “not more than a minute ago—in my time—I was presented with a glorious device capable of transporting me one hundred years into the future of my very own thousand year Reich, now destined to…why are you all covered in disgusting red goo?”
The first two rows of the auditorium hastily shuffled back.
A few seconds later, Hitler exploded.
“Huh,” said one of the delegates, peeling a fragment of toothbrush moustache from his glasses. “It would appear that one can use time travel to kill Hitler after all.”