Dawn Redemption

Is it dark?

What time is it.

Finn didn't know.

He slumped on the bed, his hands, feet, and even the heavy head above his neck made him wonder where to put it.

He didn't know what the weather was like outside, and he didn't bother to move a little to open the heavy curtains.All he knew was that his heart was dark.

He didn't have a clue, he didn't even know where to start thinking about all that had happened and was happening.

There must be some connection between the phone call that Noah made that didn't seem to explain anything except that it made Finn panic, and his sudden appearance in Berlin hundreds of kilometers away from Auschwitz.But what it is, he doesn't know, and he doesn't even know what channel to find out.It's impossible to ask Noah directly, and it's too risky to ask others. He can't reveal that there is still a connection between himself and Noah.

And he also remembered that Noah was not in his own car.And when he left, did he return to Auschwitz, or was he sent somewhere else?He doesn't know any of this.

It has been about two weeks since the last call from Noah.Since Noah came to Berlin after that day, even including the delay on the road, there is still a week, so there should be a chance to visit him.

Finn knew that Noah's burden must be very heavy, and he might worry that doing so would cause more unnecessary trouble.

However, the relationship between the two of them as superiors and subordinates is well known.Besides, Noah happened to be in the security department where Finn worked, and this job was arranged by him, so it was impossible for him not to know that Finn was here.Even if you are not a lover, as an acquaintance, you should inform the other party of your arrival, even if you say hello.

But the truth is, if Finn hadn't happened to be sending Leo home, there would be no way he would have just happened to run into Noah.He would never know that Noah left Auschwitz and came to Berlin.

If Noah hadn't suddenly appeared in front of him like this, maybe Finn would have been trying to keep calm, waiting for Noah to give him an explanation.But now he can't do it, really can't do it, not to mention Noah's side face in the rain, and the picture of the car disappearing at the end of the street frantically flashed before his eyes, lingering.The irritability also flowed and turmoiled in his body.

Finn punched the bed, and the springs in the poor quality mattress made a creaking sound in conjunction with the old canopy bed, and it didn't know when it would suddenly collapse.

He wasn't just out of curiosity.It was clear to Finn that he wasn't just wondering about all this.After these things happened, Noah's haste on the other end of the phone, and the faint melancholy on Noah's brow when he saw him during the day, were all remembered by Fein.

It is no longer simply worrying.He also wanted to stand in front of Noah when he couldn't bear it.He wanted to do something for Noah, to really do something on an equal footing with him in the relationship between the two of them.

Finn raised his head inadvertently, and his eyes were on the small, simple mirror hanging on the wall.

The moment he saw the face in the mirror, Finn was also stunned.A layer of stubble had formed on his chin, and he tried to think, but couldn't remember the last time he shaved.It's not that he has a cleanliness fetish, it's just that he has always paid more attention to his appearance, and he probably wouldn't allow himself to appear at work in such an appearance.

But for just a few hours, it seems that countless years floating in nothingness have passed, so long.

In just these few years, Fein is no longer the young boy he was back then.Inside the mirror was already a mature man's face, hardened by the years.How old is he? twenty one?No, no, what date should it be today?If spring had come, he would have been 21 years old.

Thinking about it this way, the rapid change almost made him dizzy.But after a long time, I couldn't slow down.

It was only then that Fein felt something was wrong, maybe the punch he hit on the bed just now was too hard.After sitting for a while, it suddenly occurred to me that I might have caught a cold.

I was drenched in the rain on the street just now. After returning home, I kept thinking about things, and when I flushed hot water and dried my hair, I slowed down. It didn’t help anymore. It was purely for the sake of getting by psychologically. , the result seems to be a cold.

A negative thought flashed through his mind, he would rather just let it go, lie quietly on the bed and fall asleep, forget everything, even if he can never wake up.But soon he was frightened by his unrealistic idea, and stood up quickly.

He remembered that he should still have some pills, but he searched the locker without looking. He touched his pockets without hope, and sure enough, it was empty.

Finn took two steps back and slumped back on the bed.

Maybe his cold wasn't that serious. Apart from the uncomfortable feeling that his nose was a little blocked, his dizziness and general weakness might just be magnified by his own subjective opinion.In any case, Finn only felt that he was extremely weak now.

He patted the pillow twice and lay down on it.When his eyelids were about to close, his eyes suddenly focused on the bedside table again.

By the way, he hasn't looked for these two drawers yet.

Fern propped himself up on his hands and opened the drawer of the bedside table.The upper layer is full of things that are usually needed and easy to access.After closing it, he opened the next floor, and saw that the bottle containing the medicine was stuffed here by him at some point.

This is not the kind of dependent drug that would be used on the battlefield, and its effect is slow, but taking the drug is better than not taking it.

Finn picked up the medicine bottle and was about to open it. He glanced in the drawer and saw the note that was pressed under the medicine bottle.

He froze.Even though he should already know what was written on the note, he put down the medicine bottle in his hand and picked up the note, paused for a second before opening it.

14 Reiter Strasse, Berlin.

It was as if a tiny electric current jumped from the note into his fingertips, and when it passed through his head, there was a sudden shock, which made Finn wake up a lot.

This note was pressed at the bottom of the drawer when Fein thought it was unnecessary, but when he saw the line on it, a new idea quickly formed in his mind.

Regardless of whether he was sick or not, he closed the drawer, sat up from the bed, ran into the bathroom, and quickly shaved off his beard.

Although Noah never came to look for him, as long as he stayed in Berlin for more than a day, he would definitely go back to his house at night.

I once heard him say that although she has been divorced, Greta has never planned to remarry.Even though this relationship is over, Noah still can't bear to let her live a hard life with her daughter, and the situation is not stable, and he still has spare energy, so they still live there.

If you can visit Greta and Ilsa, maybe you can find out the ins and outs of all the things that happened to Noah.

After making up my mind, it seems that my physical condition has recovered quickly, except for some nasal congestion.He hesitated for a while whether to change into regular clothes, but after taking a look at the sky, he decided that it would be better to go as soon as possible.One is that they are worried that they are already asleep, and the other is that the whole country has already imposed a curfew to prevent air raids.

So Finn went straight out the door.Fortunately, the rain had stopped, otherwise he would have to get wet all the way.He didn't know where he threw the umbrella, and he wasn't in the mood to get it back.

I've seen a map before, so I probably know the direction of Reiter Street.Go downstairs and go east, about ten minutes away.Lying in a daze on the bed just now, he couldn't feel the passage of time at all. He didn't expect that it was already very late, so he could only speed up his pace again and again.

The street still has the damp smell of rainy days, and the bottom of the bomb crater left by the previous bombing is now full of water.Finn saw that there were naughty children, wearing rain boots and running inside to play, as if they had no idea how this thing was formed.

Finn really wanted to have a smooth journey, and hurry up to ask questions before returning.But when he turned around an intersection, he saw one of the people he least wanted to meet.

Finn wanted to pretend that he didn't see him walking on, but Beckman also walked on the same road as him.It would be too fake to pretend at this time. Finn turned his face to prepare to salute him, but he caught a glimpse of Beckman's face also showing an expression of extreme reluctance to be met by others. Seeing Finn, he was obviously taken aback .

It turned out to be another embarrassing scene where both of them had something on their minds.

"Long live, Hitler!" Fein saluted him bravely, and Beckman bravely returned the salute.

The two of them were in a hurry, and they walked for a while in silence. They were expecting to relax when they parted ways, but they always walked the same way.

Fein walked with his head buried, thinking that it would definitely not work if he was just being watched by Beckman.Beckman knew about their relationship, and even knew that they were not as feuding as rumored.

Although he was anxious and saw that it was going to be dark, in order to avoid accidents, Finn still turned in the wrong direction at an intersection, planning to run there after he separated from Beckman.However, Beckman followed him around the corner.

Finn was about to ask, when Beckman said to him first, "Where are you going?"

"Just wander around and buy something. Sir." Fein said against his will.

"Me too, let's go together." When Beckman said this, Finn's chest was uncomfortable, and he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

It seemed impossible to go directly to Ritter Street.If you directly tell Beckman that you want to go back, the intention is too obvious, and I feel that it will easily cause Beckman's misunderstanding.

The only thing I can do now is to give up the original plan, really wander around for a while to round up what I said, and then look for a chance to get rid of Beckman.If you have enough time, you can turn back, but most of them are not enough, so we can only talk about it another day.

"Okay, sir."

After making up his mind, Finn simply slowed down his pace and swayed slowly.He rarely came to this area, nor did he look carefully.However, Berlin is the same everywhere now, full of homeless refugees, patrolling police officers, broken buildings, and faded flags that were once bright.

Finn has been paying attention to Beckman beside him.From time to time, he babbled with Finn about the benefits of taking a walk after meals, about the horses and horse farms he raised in Dachau, and about the changes in the physical fitness of German citizens in recent years... It feels like it is also to save this embarrassment Atmosphere, he said casually, and Finn listened casually.

He noticed that Beckman glanced at his watch many times inadvertently, and he must have been less patient inside than he had shown.

Finn guessed that Beckman might have the same unspeakable purpose as himself, but when he bumped into Finn, he couldn't continue.It happened that Finn said he wanted to hang out, so he found such a step and went down by the way. In fact, both of them felt uncomfortable.

He deliberately picked a place not far from Reiter Street for a walk, not only to avoid Beckman's suspicion, but also hoping to rush there as soon as possible after Beckman left.But as the sky completely darkened and even the moon rose into the sky, Beckman still followed him, and it seemed that he had no chance to go again.

I didn't eat at night, I can't tell if it's because I don't have time or I'm not in the mood.His stomach was empty now, and it felt like the excess stomach acid had begun to dissolve his internal organs. Even so, he still didn't have any appetite to eat, and the cafeteria must have passed the time for serving food.

But it can be a good excuse to get away.Anyway, there was no time to go to Reiter Street, and he didn't want to spend any more time with Beckman.

"Sir." Finn stopped in his tracks, "I didn't have dinner, I went to find something to eat, why don't you go first, sorry."

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about." Beckman seemed eager for him to say this, and it was the first time Finn saw him showing such sincere, unsophisticated joy after wandering around for so long, "It's getting late, Remember to go back early."

Fein joined his heels and saluted him again: "Good sir, go slowly."

He stood still and watched Beckman return the same way, but he didn't know if he really went home.After his figure disappeared from sight, he turned and walked in the opposite direction.

It wasn't that he was so eager to buy something to eat, or had the enthusiasm to go shopping.But he didn't ask about Noah, he felt depressed and didn't want to just go back.

Business is bad now and many shops are closed.If daily necessities and the like cannot be sold, they will only lose money.What the common people use and eat is wartime relief, and there is no food to buy outside.

So after wandering around for a few times, Finn had to walk back to the apartment empty-handed along the way.What I carry with me is only the last bit of tranquility left in the evening in Berlin.