The action takes place during the Second World War.
Elizabeth is a recent medical school graduate from Boston who hopes to find her dream job, find a man she loves, have children and live a peaceful life. But her dreams are shattered the moment she...
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As if on purpose, time passed very slowly. Although the setting sun was already visible on the horizon, and both I and the soldier who saved me, but later decided to use me, it seems that he was not going to sleep at all. I was already losing hope that my plan to get rid of him would burn out when I didn't even realize how I fell asleep.
I woke up only when the first rays of the sun began to tickle my cheeks, so I jumped out of my bed, which I dressed from the spare clothes I found in my backpack. My savior, the hyphenated rapist, seemed to have woken up a long time ago, but he was in no hurry to get out of his sleeping bag.
He was lying on his back with one hand under his head, in the other casually twirling the same hunting knife with which I was going to stab him yesterday, and he was looking thoughtfully at the sky. The realization came that getting rid of this man would not be as easy as it seemed at first. Or maybe even completely impossible.
"I see you're awake," he snapped, but he didn't even look at me from the corner of his eye. However, I definitely saw contempt in his blue eyes.
"When is someone coming to get us out of here?" instead of a simple good morning, I asked something that mattered more. He must have heard the reproach in my voice.
"I don't have a single smart idea," he retorted and turning on his side, but still not letting go of the knife, he looked at me with an unreadable look. "We will wait as long as necessary. We have no other choice. Unless you want to sink into the abyss. I can take care of that in no time."
"Great. So we're probably going to die here," I muttered in displeasure, but it seemed to amuse the blond soldier, as a sneer immediately graced his face.
"I can go back the same way we came here and try to get to the forest nearby. I'm sure, hunt some doe," he suggested casually, and turning on his back again, he continued to turn his hunting knife between his fingers and watch the sky with a thoughtful look.
I don't know how much time jumped again, but it seemed that the sun was already slowly rolling the other way across the sky. So from that I decided that half a day had already passed.
The soldier and I had been sitting in our own thoughts for a hell of a long time without saying more than half a word to each other. He pulled out a drinking bottle from his bag and drained the liquid to the last drop. Then he unwrapped a chocolate bar from the plastic wrap and ate it greedily. Finally, he got up slowly, exercised his legs, got dressed and came right to the edge of the cliff.
Covering his eyes from the sun, he looked into the distance. Looking around, I noticed that his hunting knife was lying peacefully on the sleeping bag, so I quickly reached out and quickly grabbed it. Hearing the commotion, the boy turned and slowly grinned his blackened, rotten teeth. After a few seconds, the taunts also came out.
