Dawn Redemption

Returning to this place, returning to Auschwitz was nothing less than torture for Finn.

He barely said a word on the way back.His eyes were full of sorrow, looking at Noah, watching all this, despite the wind blowing his hair messy again and again.

He knew that this was an unrealistic delusion, but he really, really hoped that time would pass more slowly and make this moment longer. He would rather spend his life driving with Noah on the country roads.

But the more he expected this, the faster time seemed to pass before his eyes.So he can only try his best to remember this moment firmly, remember the country road in spring, remember Noah's serious driving profile, and also remember that this time is really a luxury for him, the last leisure .

Watching the clear blue sky become dull and gray, watching the exquisite medieval style buildings turn into ugly and rigid high walls and barbed wire, watching the civilians who live a leisurely life leave before their eyes, those serious soldiers, desperate prisoners, etc. Walk into your field of vision again.

Let him stay here numbly all the time, it's better to go out for a vacation, let him see clearly the life he really wants, and then pull back to the cruel real world.

And along the way, Noah didn't enjoy the scenery as he did on the way here.He had something on his mind, Finn could see it, and wanted to know.But he promised Noah not to ask, and wait for him to tell himself.

There is no deadline for this promise, and Finn doesn't know when it will be.

Noah stopped the car at a fork in the road and put Fein down, let him take a shortcut back to the dormitory, and drove the car back to the mansion by himself.There is definitely no way to stay at Noah's place tonight, so I have to pack my luggage and wash my dirty clothes.After that, I have to go into work again, and I don't have a moment of free time.

He walked into the dormitory building with his suitcase, but before he reached the door, he heard roars in the dormitory.

"Fuck! Fuck you fucking short-lived ghost! Go to hell!"

He was startled, he could tell that it was Jonas' voice, and Jonas was always easy-going except for his flexible tongue, and never had conflicts with others.I don't know what made him so irritable. It only made Finn feel that the situation was very serious. Hearing the movement, there might have been a fight.

He didn't have the patience to knock on the door and wait for someone to open it. He took out the key to open it as he walked quickly to the door, pushed the door open and hurriedly said: "What the hell are you—"

He paused.The situation in the dormitory was completely different from the tragic scene of beating that I had imagined in my mind. Everyone else was reading and playing cards. Only Jonas was kneeling on Finn's upper bunk. He probably heard the door open and looked over.

Before Finn could ask what happened, he saw a small black dot flying past Jonas's eyes, and was slapped in the hand by Jonas with a loud slap.

"Finally kill the little bitch!" Jonas laughed and climbed off Finn's bed.He should have come back only today, the suitcase was still spread out on the bed, and he was still wearing the shirt and brown leather shorts with hometown characteristics, instead of changing into a military uniform.

"I'm sorry, Finn." He smiled and raised his hand to pat Finn on the shoulder, but when he saw the bloody corpse on his palm, he put his hand down embarrassingly, "I went up without saying hello to you." Your bed, I just think it's better strategically placed there."

"It's okay." Finn breathed a sigh of relief after figuring out that it wasn't a fight in the dormitory.Jonas looked fine, not because of the two brightly colored mosquito bags around his neck, but because of his overall mental state, which was better than any day before.

Maybe it's because he's not an optimistic person, Fein likes to see people around him in such a good mood, and suddenly feel a little sad.

There were too many partings and too much sadness in the chaos, but for Jonas, it was just a vacation, and it was almost his greatest enjoyment to endure so long bumps on the train to meet someone he liked in a distant city. Who can expect to spend a lifetime with the one they love in peace and stability.

"I'm going to wash my hands first!" Jonas may also feel a little disgusted, shrugging and rushing out of the room.Finn put away the suitcase and found a chair to sit down.

"It's been hard work." Rolf turned his head and said.Because he had been lying in the hospital for a long time due to serious injuries, he did not go far. He just stayed in a resort near the concentration camp for a day or two and then came back.Finn recalled that they thought they were accompanying Noah on a business trip, and wanted to say that they hadn't worked hard, but felt embarrassed, so they could keep silent.

Rolf regarded him as acquiescing, and continued: "Sit down and rest for a while before cleaning up. You see, that kid Jonas just came back today. He seems to have taken drugs. He probably had a good time with his boyfriend. "

He laughed so much that his mustache trembled. Fein was accustomed to them and naturally knew what he meant, but remembering that his life in this aspect was not too bad these days, he scratched the tip of his nose guiltily.

"I'm back, I'm back!" Jonas ran in, Rolf laughed even harder when he saw him uncontrollably, Jonas leaned over and shouted: "What are you doing, talk bad about me when I'm not around Isn't that right? Believe it or not, I'll slap you in the face."

He was raising his undried hands in a gesture, but he was stopped by Finn: "Okay, I didn't say anything bad. Sit down and tell us about your vacation."

As expected, Jonas stopped when he mentioned this, and sat back on his bed: "Actually, there is nothing to say! I just went back to live for a few days, and I just strolled around, but I didn't play much, because Luke was too busy. "

"Busy?" Rolf asked, "Didn't you say he was promoted? Why is he still busy?"

Jonas sighed: "It's not the same thing as before. Now it's not like patrolling every day. Since I left, maybe he is very sad..."

"Isn't it because there isn't an annoying little pigeon flopping around beside him?"

"Maybe he's very sad!" Jonas rolled his eyes at Rolf and repeated fiercely, "I lost my job, looked for various opportunities for promotion, and finally got promoted. Although the current position is also very hard, most of them The time is still in the office. So in the past few days, I go out by myself during the day or sleep at home, and wait for him to come back at night to have dinner together, and then do something pleasant."

He suddenly realized that he couldn't continue the description, and quickly changed the topic and said, "Actually, I'm quite envious of him... Doing that kind of work will never bear such a heavy pressure like we do now... full The hands are covered with the blood of innocent people..."

Rolf half mocked and half seriously said: "Fortunately, that kid Marcus is not here, otherwise I would have to start promoting it for you again."

"What about you? What do you think?" Finn asked, he really wanted to know the opinions of other friends.

Rolf just said: "I don't have any opinions. Although I am also participating, so far I am just observing with the eyes of a bystander-don't look at me with that kind of eyes," he said to Jonas , "Actually, I think that most people around me may have the same mentality as me. I am in such a system, and I can't escape time. How can I tell who is right and who is wrong?"

After he finished speaking, the air between the three became silent.The only sound in the entire dormitory was the sound of the cards in Rudy and Kahn's hands falling on the table.

After hearing Rolf's words, Finn didn't feel relieved.His heart seemed to be blocked by something, and he was unhappy, but even if he wanted to say something, he would find that there was no organized language to use when he opened his mouth, so he had to give up.

"It's you," Rolf nodded his chin at Jonas, "Since you don't have those ideas, why did you join the army? And based on your conditions, you might be better off in the army! "

Jonas scratched the freckles on the tip of his nose: "The army is a bit too dangerous, and—" he shut his mouth suddenly, his cheeks flushed visible to the naked eye, and he pressed his fist to his mouth, "and..."

And after a long time, it didn't come out.The more this happened, the more Rolf and Finn wanted to know what he wanted to say. Even Rudy and Kahn stopped playing cards and turned their heads to look at this side.

"And what?" Rolf urged.

"And!——" Jonas took a deep breath, closed his eyes and said loudly, "And the uniform of the SS is handsome!"

He was sitting on his own bed, but after shouting, he fell to the side, and pulled up the quilt to cover his head, like an ostrich, as if this would make him feel less shy, and he continued: "Special It was the black one back then, oh my god, you guys haven't seen it, there are a lot of handsome guys, just looking at me is a little bit uncontrollable. When I first met Luke, my God, My heart, I am willing to bow down under his military boots for the rest of my life..."

Jonas rolled around on the bed clutching the quilt, immersed in fantasy and had already ignored the existence of his comrades.Finn and Rolf looked at each other, a little helpless.

So, why did I join this organization that was regarded as a devil by the outside world?Finn tried to calm himself down, to restore the state of mind when he made the decision back then.But in the past so many years, the memory has long been fragmented.I remember sporadically the fragments of swearing allegiance among so many fanatical young people at that time.

Is it really just to get revenge on the family that gave him cold eyes?Thinking of this, Fein suddenly felt terrible.

Such naive reasons drove him to play the role of executioner willingly, at least at the time.For so many years, his hatred has long been wiped out, and even if it is revenge, it has been doubled.But he was deeply stuck in this role and couldn't extricate himself.

Whether it is him, Jonas, Rolf, or countless people who entered this organization like them, after putting on a delicate coat, they are destined to perform this drama until the curtain ends.

Even if he had already foreseen the end of the game that thousands of people pointed to.

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