Gestapo

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The officer was a good actor, but Rebecca was not so easily tricked. He had taken her straight out of Max's arms, she only hoped he did not see his face too clearly. How would she live if her beloved Max was caught?, "Max, sicher!" She called softly back into the alley. Be safe. It was all she could hope for.

"Come with me, you will be safe," the man kept saying that. If he really was going to keep her safe, he would have known not to separate her from Max. This man was an officer - an awful, prejudiced, officer who, for his own sadistic and twisted reasons, had chosen a young girl to persecute out of an alley full of Jews.

"Autsch!" Rebecca tipped forward and would have tumbled down a flight of steps if the Gestapo officer had not caught her, one arm around her waist, and the other hand over her mouth.

"Shh!" He hurried her down the stairs.

At the bottom of the stairwell was a wooden door that did not quite fit into the frame. It took a few pulls and curses, but soon the officer had the door open and was pushing Rebecca inside a dark room.

When she heard the door crunch closed, she let herself relax and think. Was this where she would die? Would the officer kill her himself or would he call -

Click.

Rebecca jumped. As she looked around, a bare light bulb above her head began to brighten, slowly casting a dim light around the room - so dim that it took a moment for her to realize the officer was still with her.

So she would die.