EscapeOskar went to his room, his aching body eager to rest until dawn. Leaving the fortress and losing his tracks forever must wait until tomorrow. He would head towards the Northern Sierra alone: the Great Ski-lift circuit was still experimental there; no serious checks would be made. The first mountain chain had to be crossed on foot. Behind those imposing peaks, which dominated the landscape during the fortress stay, a vast upland followed by other immense plateaus. This time without the company of a guide. A curious fear gripped him, not scared of become lost forever but the possibility of being spotted, despite the huge territory. Precautions taken in camouflage could help make finding him impossible; he doubted the enemies would be very forgiving if discovered. He moved under the t
