A little later Prussia sat inside his own library trying to figure out how he could best punish himself. It was so typical him that every time he found Hungary in some kind of trouble, go straight to the point in some idiotic attempt to play the hero, but this time he had really taken the price. How the hell had he got the idea to tell Hungary that he had a plan? There was a greater chance that a man would set him foot on the moon before the year 2000 than they would find Austria alive.

Prussia marched into the bathroom, opened the tap and put his head under it. He must think clearly now, fortunately, Hungary hadn't asked him about that "plan" he had at once, since Germany against all odds had felt a little better and just at that moment decided to go out to them. In other words, he still had time to work out a plan and save his own skin. Those lists he told Hungary about was a good start.

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Bergen-Belsen

1945-03-28

Although Austria every night wished that he would not have to wake up the next morning, there were times when he felt quite the opposite. This morning he ended up in such a situation, and it was not the first time. It was a thing that happened every time someone tried to escape.

All the prisoners were forced to stand outside the barracks and watch the captured fugitives be tortured. But that wasn't the worst. When the two fugitives in front of them lay on the ground and was virtually completely unable to stand up because of the beatings came the next stage in the practice that would discourage others to try the same thing. This time it was the twentieth prisoner who would accompany the battered fugitives on "a little trip" as the guards called it, but everyone knew very well what the destination was ... the gas chambers in Poland.

Everything Austria heard around him were crying and despair, he himself was trembling too, but he tried not to cry, but the closer the guard who counted up who was going to die, the harder it became.

Eventually the guard stopped in front of a young woman who was standing next to Austria, and Austria had seen that she too was Austrian, she couldn't be more than 18 years. Austria didn't want to see this, but he couldn't look away, or even close your eyes.

"20" the guard said, poking at the young austrian girl, who immediately began to cry even more, which got most guards to laugh.

Austria didn't laugh, of course not, but he wasn't quiet either. For some reason ... he started coughing blood. He pressed both his hands over his mouth to try to stop it, but it was impossible. He didn't even notice that the guard who just sentenced a kid to her death, stopped in front of him for a long time, that is, he didn't notice anything until the guard grabbed him and dragged him to the fugitives so that all the other prisoners could see him.

What would happen now Austria had no idea. He still coughed blood when guard kicked him to the ground. Therefore, he didn't hear what they said. Suddenly someone pulled him up to his feet, someone pried his mouth open and poured something they called medicin in it.

Austria eyes flew open, he couldn't cough anymore, couldn't feel anything but pain. It was like if his whole mouth was on fire, and a few seconds later, it was as if his whole lungs were burning, too. By that time, Austria was fully convinced that what he had been forced to drink was some kind of poison, and that he would soon die of it.

That's when the pain started to slow down so that he could hear what the guards were saying again.

"As you can see, we have medicine, so there is no point in you trying to play sick" Then Austria gave up again, they did not kill him this time either, he would only serve as a deterrent, just like those who tried to escape.