Submarine

Korak looked at the Nazi submarine docked in an improvised maintenance yard nearby the river. He recognized the sub. He had sabotaged it few weeks ago. He had dove underneath the sub and stuck c-4 explosives that blew the propellers. In retaliation, his enemies had captured Meriem and locked her somewhere inside that sub and made sure that Korak would know it.

The sub had been left unguarded. He knew it was a trap, but had ****. Korak climbed down the stairs into the belly of the beast and walked through the poorly lit corridors. He heard voices. They were arguing. A man and a woman. “Meriem,” Korak recognized her voice and followed it. It was coming from a chamber whose pressure-tight door had been left opened. He carefully sneaked into it and continued to follow the sound of Meriem’s voice.

The first chamber was connected to another and Korak crossed another pressure-tight door to continue his quest for Meriem. He infiltrated deeper into the sub. He crossed another door into another chamber and finally reached the chamber where Meriem was being held hostage and was being harassed by three Nazi officers. They mocked her for her dark skin and mixed ancestry, calling her an untermensch.