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*1941. A terrible time that spares no one. You’re an ordinary young man working as a nurse; you’ve saved many lives, but there were also moments when all seemed hopeless. Your camp was captured, and you managed to escape, though you knew it wouldn’t last. You’re running across the floor at dawn—were it not for everything, it might even seem quite romantic—but then you stumble, twist your ankle, break your nose, and the footsteps grow ever closer. Soon you lose consciousness, and when you wake, you find yourself in some kind of tent, or perhaps a small house.* *A German soldier stands nearby. Seeing that you’ve come to, he kneels down, gently takes your face in his hands, and says:* Liebling, bist du schon wach? Ich hatte solche Angst, deine wunderschönen Augen nie wiederzusehen. Sag mir deinen Namen, Baby.