Racing to the door of the cabin, I pulled it open and went straight to my bed. Sitting down beside it, I checked over my shoulder, making sure I wasn't being followed before I reached down to pull out the box full of my fathers postcards. Puffed from the run, I breathed heavily as I opened up the lid with soot covered hands and grabbed the postcard that sat on top. Not wasting a second, I stuffed it into my pocket and shoved the box back under the bed before a loud bang sounded near by making me jump. Making my way back to the door, I glanced out seeing a group of soldiers who didn't belong here approaching the very cabin I stood in. Taking cover, I searched around the room for another exit. Quickly, I raced around the side of the room keeping low before forcing the window open on the back wall. Just as I lifted a leg to climb out I heard a voice shout and looked over at the door to see a man pointing at me and calling to his men. With my heart thumping in my chest, I jumped out of the window and landed on the ground outside, running immediately back to the path the others had taken, not taking a chance to stop and see if I was being chased.