Lake - Book 1, 1939

Stranded

November 12, 1939 - 12:05 PM

Still eating lunch we heard something. It sounded cracky and mechanical. We looked outside the forest onto the main road. Then we saw it, a tank, and behind it a about a hundred soldiers. Worst of all, they were all German.

"Get down" I told Alicio, we each hid behind trees before they could see us. Then I heard a German say,

"Sind Sie sicher, dass dies der richtige Weg ist, um die Festung? Which meant, "Are you sure this is the right way to the fort?
Thinking that it could be the partisan fort I used to live at, me and Alicio started following them, but in the forest. They were all marching very slowly so it wasn't hard to keep up.

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Alex, Partisan camp - Hospital 12:13 PM

"Sir..." someone came in the room and said.

"Yes..?" I said in my typical weakened voice.

"Your friend, Pierre Zanchrov... He was missing in action on the latest mission. We still don't know if he's dead but we're sure of it... sorry."

I dropped to the ground on my knees. Just before I unleashed an ocean of tears.

"NOOOOOOOOO! IT'S NOT TRUE! NO NO NO NO NOOOOO!" I yelled, as strong as possible, with my tears coming out of my eyes, incredibly fast.

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Pierre Zanchrov, Unspecified forest. 2:01

We've been following the Germans for such a long time, I was getting tired and so was Alicio, I could see it in him. I pulled out my bag of potato chips I stopped and let the nazis go a little bit ahead and opened it.

"Want some?" I asked Alicio.

"Sure." he replied.

We'd been eating the chips for at least five minutes now, the bag almost empty and us thirsty. Those chips really make you thirsty. I pulled out my water bottle and drank. And so did Alicio. I began thinking of Alex, I wondered if he was okay at the base in the hospital. They said he would live and they better not have lied.

November 12, 1939 - 7:00 PM

It was getting dark and it had been at least seven hours since we started following the nazis. Then Alicio saw something.

"Pierre, do you see that?" He said

"Yes, yes I do! It's the fort Alicio we're here!" I was so excited to be getting here, although the nazis were probably going to attack. And we were about 200 meters away. The nazis all got in their battle positions. Snipers in bushes, the tank in the forest and the troops taking cover near the entrance. The alarms went off. I could hear the partisans rushing to their battle positions. Me and Alicio ran through the forest to the back of the fort. We went to one of the towers and told them to look down, one person too busy aiming at the nazis and the other sitting around with his weapon at the ready. That second person poked his head out the tower.

"Who are you?!" He exclaimed.

"It's me, Pierre Zanchrov, the flintlock guy!" he let down a rope I held onto it and climbed up, and then Alicio did the same.

Now, with both of us up, we rushed down and I ran towards the hospital where Alex should be. Alicio was right beside me, he seemed confused but he followed me anyways.