To Anna

Dolph had to know if Anna was being pressured. He couldn't bare it. To leave her, who wanted nothing more than food and a bed in his clutches.

He came to the infirmary, and Anna was not alone. Seeing the silhouette of Don Jozef, he burst in.

The two were holding books. "And this maneuver is called?"

"Double envelopment" Anna said.

"What the hell are you doing here? You're interrupting our study."

Dolph looked at Anna, she didn't look like she was in danger. Mostly she looked confused. Dolph remembered what the recruits had told him. He couldn't hold back, and grabbed Don's throat, pushing him against the wall. Anna screamed.

Caught off guard, Don didn't fight back. "If you lay a fucking finger on her-" Dolph's voice cracked, tears fell from his eyes. His expression was of pure hatred, ****, rage.

"I'll fucking kill you." Dolph screamed in the man's face.

Don struck Dolph in the eyes, and he reeled back instinctively. Don followed up this strike with rapid punches to the body and face until Dolph had totally backed off.

"Legally, I can kill you and it would be self defense. I can catch you alive and have you sent to a labour camp for the rest of your life." Don Jozef said, eerily calm.

"Please don't" Anna said.

"What do I care about the law if it protects people like you? Why should I bow my head to some cruel ****?" Dolph couldn't control his breathing or his speech. He was a rabid dog.

"Dolph please" Anna said. Dolph paused. "He's my only hope" she said. Dolph's heart sunk. He slumped over, defeated. He couldn't kill Don if it meant that Anna would starve.

"I am no ****" Don said. "They're all willing."

"You're a real piece of shit if you can't see it." Dolph said.

"Then fight me you coward, or accept it."

Dolph didn't make a move. He couldn't. There was no future no matter what he did.

"Do you accept it?" Don said. He repeated himself.

"I do" Dolph whimpered.

"Then I can release you. I'll forget this happened."

"Why?" Dolph said.

"Because you're a killer. I can see it now. You would be wasted behind bars. The only purpose for people like us is to be pointed outwards."

Dolph shuddered.

"You are. You would have enjoyed bashing my skull in with a rock, or whatever implement you could find, wouldn't you?"

"I'm nothing like you" Dolph said.

"But I'm right, aren't I?" Don said. "You're dismissed."

Dolph left. As soon as his rage subsided, misery and fear overtook him. Would Don find some way to get rid of him? What kind of future did he have?