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I am alone now in my misfortune, my comrade in distress was caught by the murderers on the second day of Rosh Hashana, in full daylight; he had not been cautious enough. They tortured and then shot him.
They searched for me, too, they even trod on me in the stack of straw where I was hiding. Yet, for the time being, they have not succeeded. Since then I have been wandering alone at night from village to village, from tent to tent, from forest to forest. But the forest, unfortunately, has started balding, and I also am naked and barefoot, hungry and sleepy. I am walking like a sleepwalker without seeing my own shadow, I am wandering – where to, I myself do not know. Shall I succeed in staying alive? I am not at all sure, it is very improbable. One can still manage somehow, though Goodbye.