Dirk is gone.
They got him during the day.
When I came back from interrogation he was gone.
His bed cleared.
No trace of a comrade.
As if I had imagined him.
Baby Schubert tried all day to persuade me.
Why is he doing that?
I hate him.
“We all make mistakes in life.”
“Like when you chose your job?”
“You can make this all better and go back to your family.”
I wanted to see how far he would go.
He stayed remarkably calm when I snapped at him.
But I couldn’t stand the bullshit all day so I ended it.
“Look: try whatever you want here. I was ready to starve remember?”
”I can’t see where the frustration comes from, with your home, the chances…”
“Shut the FUCK UP now, alright?! I won’t take this anymore, get me to my cell!”
The rest of the afternoon he went over the first protocol again.
The most boring day of my life.
I just want this to end.
Back to the cell a little earlier.
The evening light behind the glass block window.
Staring at it, losing my thoughts in thinking of Dirk.
Where is he now?
Did they bring him to prison already?
Will I ever see him again or know how he made it out?