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PART I - IN THE SHADOW OF DEATH
CHAPTER 2 - I MEET THE RAT

won't get a single cigarette here until you make a confession." Once again I saw his hands playing with the objects on the desk. I saw objects there which must have been brought from my apartment; in fact, some of the items were from our country home. He played with them without saying a word. Then he picked up a book which looked familiar. Of course, I realized, that is my horoscope. Three years earlier my friends had compiled it for me. It consisted of sixty typed pages. I regarded most of it as foolishness. It had been put away in one of the wardrobes, and now I saw it in his hands.
Turning the pages, he started reading in an even, monotonous tone: "A career which will skyrocket ... his death will not be devoid of violence . . . beware of water. ..." He stared at me silently, expecting a reaction.
" So probably we will hang you, or maybe it will be an accidental drowning," he added with sarcasm. Meanwhile he must have pressed a bell, for suddenly a guard showed up behind me.
" Take him away, Comrade," the Rat commanded. Once again he stood up, putting his foot on a chair. He stared at me from behind the desk with a cold smile.
The guard grabbed me and ordered in a whisper, "Pressure." I learned this expression as part of the lingo. It meant that I was supposed to get started fast. This guard handed me over to another one. Again we went through the luxurious corridor, then I was blindfolded and led farther on. We descended many flights of stairs. The cool air and the dampness revealed that we were in the basement again. I was taken back to my cell.
A few minutes later the door opened. A gigantic guard stood in front of me. Without uttering a word he pointed at the floor. It was exactly as a man shoves the food to a no-good dog. A metal plate stood there, filled with what passed for food. Next to it there was a slice of bread. I ate. It tasted good; in fact, I could have eaten more of it. Then I decided to take a nap and lay down on the wooden bunk.

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