PART 10
Colonel Hogan has tried you once before, and besides, something tells you that your acceptance into the pack was a bit too easy after all. "Moose egg?" you ask with a blank and honest face, "I never heard about that one, either."
"Oh, never mind," Hogan laughs, turning back around, "You're clean. LeBeau will show you your bunk." Entering a makeshift office separated off from the rest of the narrow building by another thin, wooden door, you are left alone among total strangers whose thoughts at this moment are impossible to read. Strangely enough, they seem to be a little less hostile now that you've talked to the colonel.
As you get to know each of the prisoners, you find yourself wondering again why everyone seems to be so concerned about moles and secrecy. Nobody likes being spied upon, sure, but why drill a new prisoner twice in one day just to make sure they're not a secret agent? What could you possibly hide in a prisoner-of-war camp, where everyone who's not a Nazi is forced to live in a wooden-and-electrified-barbed-wire fishbowl?
Something strange is going on.
Proceed to Part 12