I come and I go - Houdini

Logbook entry #1

Hello to my commissioner.

I did it. I've scammed my way into Stalag XIII, playing the role of my new identity as a prisoner of war. Nobody suspected who am I really, they believe the name I've told them. I have developed a backstory; it's fascinating how easily you can trick people if you laugh at their jokes, drink coffee with them, play cards with them.

I am living in one of the Barracks, I won't tell you which one, to keep things save. It's extraordinary for me to live with so many other people in a tiny, well, you can't say "house" because it's actually not. It's more of a tiny hut. Yeah, I guess I'll stick with that. But nonetheless, living with people is not necessary a bad thing. Basically, I can get a picture of the other guys. How are they acting, which kind of personality do they have? Are they easy trusting people or are they quite suspicious?

Guess what, I've met people in this camp who are both. Open hearted and mistrustful. And there is so much more. You can't believe how uncommon people can be. But I am getting distracted, so let's get started with my report. And there is news to tell.

I've befriended with the commanding officer of the camp and now I am part of his team. It's kind of a none-paid occupation but it keeps me busy most of the time, because let's be honest, you can't do much in a P.O.W. camp except waiting for letters from your family, red cross packages, this war to end. But now I have something to keep myself from going crazy.

I am not planning on busting the whole thing up, no, I am too curious where this project might lead. I have to lie if I would say I am not enjoying this show at all, because I am. I have always loved the danger. I just have to be careful not to slip my act by making any mistake because it could cost me my life if anybody found out my true identity. This "job" is so many faceted, there is so much to do.

It also seemed like I could gain the other team members trusts, because they treat me like a long lost brother and I kind of got used to hanging out with these guys. Ok, I like it, stop giving me the looks.

Nonetheless it's too sad that I can't tell them who I really am. We could've become good friends but I guess after this whole war is over, everybody will go back to their lives and soon enough lost out of sight. I guess it's just the way it is.

In conclusion, everything is according to plan, sir. No troubles ahead, all clear as far as I can tell. But if things get serious and my cover is blown I am going to scram out of this situation. I've made connection with my contact.

Everything is prepared in case I have to make a quick exit. I'll keep you updated as soon as I can. Going to sleep soon. Over and out.

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I come and I go - Houdini
Song text by Dua Lipa