Toby Daniels - The Life that we had to life

Yes, I want to apologize for my behaviour today and ask you out you, it makes no sense to bring your family is in danger."

After my speech once you hear the voice of the Section Leader, which officially opened the festival and we now supply with food and drink.

Since my throat feels like a desert, I first of all what to drink, the milk settles gently over my neck and I can swallow and breathe better again, since more mucus forms and protectively over the mucous membranes.

I should go to the food, where my friends are already waiting for me, you have a couple of napkins on the table call funny way that you show me that our action has fulfilled the purpose and you wish me luck that my wounds to go quickly.

Since I don't expect I am very touched and grateful.

I wonder what lovely food, and they show me the plate, which you are already ready for me had made, with a piece of roast turkey, a few sausages and most of all, egg with paprika.

What would I be without my friends, they always think of me and provide for me, knowing what I like and what I good.

But on the other hand, today I have also sacrificed a lot for our thing and we know that our lives are very cut for this reason, we will continue to expand our locations with my monitoring must change frequently, we can no longer speak, everything what our movement is concerned, I need you and the very old-fashioned letter by letter.

We enjoy the feast, dance to the music and drink my pain us way as it is shortly before midnight we go home, tomorrow at one, goes my flight to Berlin, my service with the hunters.

It is the fifth of May, I wake up around eight because I had a bad nightmare, where the images from yesterday again before my eyes.

I cry out, because the dream was so real and pain in my wounds were torn open again.

My mom is in my room, I must tell her, for better or for worse, but I tell her everything, dad must come before.

Because both were yesterday evening went to bed early because they do not want to dictate everything from the Sections on such days always make things of which I would rather don't want to know anything about it.

I tell my parents everything and show you my wounds and the transcript on my IDT, where you are in the visor, both of which are beside themselves with rage when I want them to understand and start rumbling that you prefer silence, since I got the collar, you understand it is not, let me just say, I quickly get something ointment for my wounds.

I go out on the floor lies a letter, my knees are very soft, as I can see, the symbol of the Underground movement when opening cutting I am almost at the paper, since my fingers too much trembling and I almost cease to breathe as I pull out the sheet, in the letter I read that I should like to congratulate our very action and what do I need to know if I should say.

After the pharmacy where I ointment for the wounds and a few tablets for the pain I have brought in the stationery shops and fetch me a block and pins that I can write my parents that I had a collar.

On the way back is a letter in front of the door again, this time from the hunters, it is there that my order has changed, and you pick me for three, if I’m not there, you shoot my whole family.

I increases the breath, I must do something else? - You pick me? - Tell me not where it is going, and the letter is signed by the Commander Orban? - You want to shoot my family and have in hand, would you like us to observe the thoughts come to me last night, with the images on my IDT and I run home, on the stairs I stumble and fall through the door inside.

I am writing to my parents that I had a collar, they thank me that I went earlier and thus saves a lot of trouble.

My Dad noticed the second letter which short look out from my pocket, reads it and all its always friendly trains disappear from his face, and he will be when he reads the name ash stake at the latest.

"You know, this means nothing good, whom should we trust when it comes to the crunch and we have to go."

"Dad, don't worry - I submit him the letter from the Underground - Henry Dunant will watch over us dad, don't worry,"

Shortly before twelve Brain comes from the Resistance movement over to pick me up, I show him the letter from the hunter, he swallows and nods understandable, hugs me warmly to farewell and whispers in my ear that he wishes me luck and hopefully we will see them again soon.

We say goodbye in front of the door from each other and I will bring him to his taxi, which was organized by the Section.

After he is gone, there is a Section vehicle, from a distance, as I see it, because the hunter is a high-level official escorting the vehicle so that it is not attacked and well through the traffic.

As she holds me in front of our house will make quite differently in the stomach, in the moment when the door opens and I see my heart nearly stopped leaving it, the Commander Orban remains and I have to throw, the toast of this morning is out again and my stomach is completely empty, maybe it is better at what me expected.

She asks my father if they come into the house, he is still insecure, because they are in front of our door only nods, she looks at me, barks at me, what I have here in my room, I should go stand around and wait there.

The Minutes become hours and I am always impatient, after half an hour my mom calls me into the living room, she is in tears now I know there is really nothing good.

The Commander Orban grin at me and announced to me that I must complete my ministry in Berlin, however, I will complete my week as a judge in the government district.

In the meantime, there are no classical judge more, they were replaced by a kind of upper executor and if someone is guilty, you need to enforce the judgment, as there is only one judgment there, it says you have to shoot the accused, and the balance in the courtroom.

I am running it eerily down the back I can shoot but no man, even if it is his crime actually deserves.

I also think that you know me slowly Commander Orban to assign only cases where the accused are guilty and does not seem to be acquitted, what anyway happens only once or twice a year.

You leave me no time to pack my things, depending a hunter takes me to my arms and she grinding me into the car, my parents I can only when traveling through the darkened panes short wave, whether you look at it, I don't know, but in my mind I usually think that them have seen it.

So, I cannot run away, puts me in shackles and handcuffs, so they have me better under control and me safe.

You lead me in the car of the Commander and take me to the airport, where the plane of the Section Leader is waiting.

I wonder why this aircraft, the second convoy with even more protection when I see how I was brought, it is clear to me the Section Leader also comes with.

Six guards bring me into the aircraft, two in front and behind me, a left and right-hand sides of my arms behind me, the two have their weapons in stroke and I realize in my back.

When we are in the plane, release my chains and fix me on the seat, which, as it seems to me extra for me has been installed, my hands, elbows, knees and feet are made with straps on the feast of the chair.

My head is equipped with a seat belt strap at the head restraint.

The Section Leader comes in the plane followed by the Commander.

The Section Leader Petry consists in their seat that swivels with this in order that you may look into my eyes.

You stroke over my cheeks "So young and so rebellious. Actually, the Commander wants to kill you yesterday, but I did it your forbidden, because we still have a lot with you before, you will help us to hit the Underground small and the order is maintained.