The next morning i was awoken by the smell of actual food being cooked. For the past months i had been living off of food i could just find around my home, half the time it wasn’t food. When i got out of bed the man gave me a plate of food. The plate had sausage, eggs, a bread roll, and a glass of orange juice. I thanked the man. As he walked away he told me to call him Kevin, cause that was his name. I thanked Kevin once more as he walked out. I started to eat the food and it tasted like a giant piece of heaven just for me. I devoured the plate of food in no time flat. Once i finished my meal i meet Kevin outside who then showed me around the camp. When i stepped out of the tent i noticed more about the camp then i did the night before. I noticed there were tents then i originally saw. The whole camp was surrounded by trees as tall as skyscrapers and as green as the meadows that surrounded. We walked further into the camp and saw vehicles, tanks, planes, and piles of missiles. Once we reached the end of the camp we walked back to our tent as it was almost noon and training was about to begin. Kevin told me to wait in the tent until he and the rest of the camp was done so i wouldn’t be in the way. I agreed and went to wait in the tent. With nothing to do i started to make myself at home. I unpacked my bag setting my belongings near my bed and the knife taped underneath my bed for safety. After i put everything in its place i decided to take a nice long nap. I awoke 5 hours later when i heard something hit the floor. I grabbed the knife from under the bed and got into my battle stance. When my eyes focused i saw it was Kevin with a metal glass in his hand and a puddle of water on the floor with 3 ice cubes sitting in the middle of it. He told me he was sorry for making a lot of noise. I stood down and put the knife back under the bed. He told me he was done training for the day, and he was going to go hit the showers and he would be back in about 20 minutes. I nodded and went to go sit on my bed. When i sat on my bed i looked at the other side of the room and saw a Colt M1911. I walked over to the pistol and picked it up, ejected the magazine, and started to play around with the pistol. When the 20 minutes passed, Kevin came back and saw me playing with the pistol. He ran over to me and grabbed it out of my hands. He yelled and asked what i was thinking doing with his pistol. I answered in broken english that i was just trying to have fun. He threw the pistol onto his bed and stormed out of the tent to get something to eat from the cafe tent. He returned 10 minutes later with a plate of food for me. He threw it onto my bed in anger. I ate the plate defensively. I didn’t understand why he was angry at me, I ejected the magazine. All i was doing was looking at it. I decided to go to bed early to ignore all that had happened today.

I awoke around 2 the next morning. I decided to take a walk around camp. I grabbed a candle, light it, and started to take my walk. As i walked around i realized how silent the night was. It was as if the war wasn’t even going on. It was so peaceful. I felt safe for once in my life after the war had started. I missed my parents more than ever before, I wish i knew where they were. Even if i just found a grave i would be happy to know where they were. Just to see my mother's long flowing blonde hair once more, with her forest green eyes. I wouldn’t miss my father as much, he used to beat me and call me names. Just thinking about it would bring me to tears. My father had left a couple days before the war began for a “business trip” but i knew what was really going on. He was cheating on my mother with a women he found in a nearby inn. My mother never found out about her. But i knew as soon as he got home after meeting her. He smelled of another women. How my mother never noticed is beyond me. My mother’s normal smell was of fresh picked strawberries, but when he came home that day he smelled of the ocean. Which didn’t make sense because we are a landlocked country. But my mother saw nothing of it. But like i said, i noticed instantly. As i walked farther into the camp the sun began to come up and i started to head back to my tent on the other side of the camp. When i got back to my tent i put out the candle and laid in bed until it was time to get. I layed for several hours until Kevin awoke. I apologized for what had happened the day before. He told me he was worried i was gonna do something drastic with the M1911. But i told him what i was doing and he apologized for the way he had acted and we were friends once more. We both set off to get some breakfast with the rest of the camp so i could meet more people and get my name out there so everyone knew about me and my situation. When we got to the food tent we were greeted by different soldiers then i had meet before. It was as if new soldiers had come in from other camps, if there were other camps. I had no idea there were any other camps, but i assumed there were. As we ate different men came up to Kevin and i to ask us questions. They mainly asked me questions like “Where did i come from” and “Why was i here” were main ones. As we ate more and more people joined the discussion of why i was here until i was approached by a man of higher rank. He asked me questions about my life before i came to the camp. I gave him straight forward answers. Once he left he went to the other men to quiet them down. Then it was silent except for a couple coughs and sniffles due to the oncoming winter. When we were finished eating breakfast, we went for a walk to burn off some unwanted calories. As we went for our walk i overheard a radio frequency come in from a nearby tent.They said something of a squad of soldiers patrolling around the area but had no identification. They said they had sent someone to go see if they had any identification, but the soldier hasn’t been heard from in some time. “He could have been captured” “He could have been killed”. Those were the tame ways of saying that. The men then sent a group of people i hadn’t seen before to go look for them. They had something sewed onto their clothing but i couldn't make out what it was. Later that day they came back wounded, and scared. I tried to ask around but no one would give me a straight answer. All i know is they tried to go out and look for the missing person, but they got attacked and fled. That was the only thing that sounded close to what i thought the truth was. I did notice that they took the object off of them. Also there were a couple less then i remembered. Some had bite marks on them and bullet wounds. I was told not to stare, but i couldn't help myself.

The next couple of weeks were pretty much the same. I kept seeing groups of people go out of camp and fewer and fewer returned each time. I still had no idea what was on their clothing but it didn't keep me up at night. The screams did. I heard them all throughout the night and sometimes during the day. I could smell gas. But only on certain days. I was scared for my life i decided to make my escape later that night. I told no one. Not even Kevin. Later that night i snuck out of my tent without making a noise, grabbed Kevin’s gun and a couple more supplies and ran. While i was running i realized i wasn't with the british. I was being held captive by Nazi’s. I kept running. I had to keep going. I couldn't stop. I heard a voice yelling for me. Then a click. Then there was nothing.