Chapter 6
Three days later, Germany capitulated and the war finally ended. Richard gave a huge sigh; maybe now everything would get better.
He and Katrina ventured out into the city of Breslau, looking for work, or food, or… anything. But they found… nothing.
The city lay moribund, the infrastructure in ruins and the inhabitants scurrying like rats to vacuum up morsels of food. The incessant bombing had left the dying city without hospitals, waterworks or even a sewer system.
Richard scrunched up his nose at the stink of a man relieving himself right there on the street for everyone to see and smell. The man seemed to suffer from diarrhea and when Richard noticed red dots on his half-exposed back, he took Katrina aside. “That looks an awful lot like typhus. We should get out of here.”
