Suddenly Teuns shouts out to Fritz. “Helmuth is not moving!”
The German crouches at Helmuth’s side to feel his pulse and rubs his wrists, but then he shakes his head. So he searches for a pulse again.
Then he looks at Teuns sheepishly and declares. “He is dead.” Fritz seems lost, and his eyes have grown big and frightened.
“Fritz, you big fool! This means the end of our escape plan… now we will all die!”
“But I did not even hit him that hard. He…”
“He is dead, Fritz, and that is all that counts,” Teuns says accusingly and kneels next to Helmuth.
The man, who is responsible for the brainwashing, has died. Apparently, Fritz has hit him too hard on his jugular. Teuns gets up, dazed, and walks to the door.
He shakes his head ruefully and says. “Fritz, Fritz, why have you done this? What
