Operation Barbarossa-APH Chapter 8Ivan
Ivan watched the whole scene from the camera room. He smiled. "So, you escaped the cell, Ludwig," he said. "Now will you escape the camp?" Ivan walked out of the room and headed down the hall.
Ludwig stopped at a fork in the road and looked down both directions. There was light coming from the path on the right, so he took that one.
"Scheisse..." he muttered as he hurried along the corridor.
Suddenly, an alarm started sounding off, a warped version of an air raid siren. It blared throughout the POW camp, making Ludwig drop the lantern and cover his ears. He swore again and ran down the rest of the hallway.
After a few minutes, he reached the end, but was not outside yet. Ludwig had entered another room, this one bigger and seemed more technologically advanced than the areas he'd seen, if this can even be called technologically advanced. Ther
Operation Barbarossa-APH Chapter 7Ludwig
The cell door opened with a click, though Ludwig didn't celebrate yet. He looked back at the bloody walls of the cell for anything of use later on. Finding nothing, he went out quietly, taking the lantern with him and closing the cell door.
"There has never been a prison I can't escape from," thought Ludwig as he walked down the hall where Toris and Ivan came from. He peered into the cells he passed, some were empty, and others contained the skeleton of its last inhabitant. Ludwig muttered another profanity as he continued along.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the end of the hallway. Ludwig decided fighting them head on was not the best option, so he ducked inside one of the empty cells were the door had corroded away. He hid the light from the lantern behind his body and turned his face away as two guards ran by.
"Scheisse..." he muttered when they had gone. "That
Operation Barbarossa-APH Chapter 6Ludwig (continued)
He rubbed his shoulder where a slight pain was starting to form and put the letter away. "I have to get out of here..." he muttered and decided to check the hole beneath the tile again. Ludwig started picking at the small hole with the spoon until he found a small patch in the side where the dirt was softer.
Excited at the possibility of escape, he began digging with the spoon furiously. Then, as soon as he began, Ludwig found another piece of metal with a section of paper attached to it. He took it out and looked at the paper.
"Comrade" was the only thing written on it.
"What the hell?" muttered Ludwig. He examined the metal; it was a rather thin, but strong piece of steel. "Finally...a way out," thought Ludwig. He approached the door to his cell and looked out down the corridors. There was no one there, but the screams and moans were still driftin
Operation Barbarossa-APH Chapter 5Ludwig's house
Feliciano came back downstairs with a field pack.
"I'm ready! Let's go!" He shouted. Gilbert looked at the sack and nodded. He packed up the rest of the equipment into his own sack.
"We're going to be escorted by a couple of Panzer divisions as mein Bruder's boss wants to break through the Russian line," explained Gilbert. The Italian nodded and followed the other out the door. Outside were tanks of all sizes, slowly driving east, towards the Russian border. Gilbert got into one of the field cars, Feliciano doing the same shortly after. The driver started the ignition and sped off in front of the tanks.
The blond growled annoyed. "What do you want this time?!" he shouted at Ivan. The taller man's smile never faded from his face.
"All I want is to be your friend, da?" he said. His gloved hand held the keys to the cell. "We are friends, right? We
Do you remember...Do you remember the time when your biggest worry was what colour paint you're going to use?
Do you remember the time when your biggest worry was whose turn it was on the swings?
Do you remember the time when your biggest worry was how to ride a bicycle?
Do you remember the time when your biggest worry was how to say "hello" in French?
Do you remember the time when your biggest worry was not to be "it" in a game of tag?
Do you remember the time when your biggest worry was your friend going home for lunch?
Do you remember the time when your biggest worry was hanging out with your friends during recess?
When did that change?
When will you come back?
I waited for 5 years now
I can wait longer
When you do come back, will you remember me?
Or will I just be another stranger on the street?
Remember those times during recess, where we ran around the field?
Remember those times during class, where we laughed at everything?
Remember those times during lunch, where we always had sandwi