Tanya Adams (
alertcommando) wrote2008-11-06 12:08 am
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Rescue from the Nightmare
The door opens into the streets of a small abandoned village: it is night, a chilly autumn night.
The bright moon in the sky makes the numerous footprints of heavy boots and the even more numerous prints from attack dogs' paws clearly visible. The ground also shows tire marks and the tracks from an Armored Personnel carrier. A keen eye might also notice spent bullet casings here and there.
Unfortunately, none of those seems much recent.
The bright moon in the sky makes the numerous footprints of heavy boots and the even more numerous prints from attack dogs' paws clearly visible. The ground also shows tire marks and the tracks from an Armored Personnel carrier. A keen eye might also notice spent bullet casings here and there.
Unfortunately, none of those seems much recent.
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But we're doing this, with or without you hangs unsaid.
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She grumbles, gensturing to the two guards, who lower their guns. "Shift change will be in the morning of the 7th day. Processed prisoners are sent to recovery center to finish reeducation and reprogramming. Those who are not broken down are executed by the end of the day."
"If you are going to do it, best bet is to sneak in during the previous night and wait for the sending-out of the general personnel going on leave. But then you have to find a way to get out."
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Lucy relaxes minimally when the guns are lowered. "We have a few tricks between the two of us. If we can get in, we can find a way out, and I thank you for the information."
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If it's a little thin, well, she's got a few other things on mind just now than making sure these people have a favorable impression of her.
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"The other option is to stow away in the ferry."
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And they will take the ferry if necessary.
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"Which leaves us with the ferry."
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"Sounds like we're golden."
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"I would also like to know how you got here carrying those packs, but my gut tells me I should not ask."
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Their route here? Yes, best not to ask, yes. Surprisingly, Lucy even manages not to make the obligatory 'very carefully' joke. She gathers her things, getting ready to follow Ingrid. If she gets a little time there are some modifications she wants to make to the pinch device.
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They need to duck and hide to avoid soviet patrols, even paying attntion to the wind to not be revealed by guard dogs, but eventually they reach a three-story building and are guided to the top floor.
A small, clean and spartan apartment. "Here."
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"And if we're going across on that evening ferry, when should we be ready to move? Sunset of that day?"
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"Of course it would mean you need to have a distraction for the patrol boats, or you will be shot down quickly."
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"Thanks again for your help."
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"If whoever comes to the door says 'It is me' and gives a name, there is a secret door in the back of the closet: it means the Reds busted us."
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So many plans and adjustments to make, so little time.
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"We won't," she echoes.
And now it's time to check the knives.
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