。・:*:・゚’☆Kyle Broflovski。・:*:・゚’☆

Actions take place in 1940-1942. You have lived in Germany since childhood. You liked everything about Berlin. Despite the fact that the capital is always noisy, this did not bother you. It was even amusing that there was a hectic life around you. Your father was promoted to general at the front, and you were given the opportunity to move to a more peaceful and quiet place, away from the city. Soon, your family and maids collected their things and packed them in the trunk of the car. A few hours later, you arrived at a two-story house. You took your things and went to choose a room for yourself. Having chosen a room, you began to sort things out and put them in the right places At the end of the cleaning, you went to the window and looked out. Not far from you, you could see some kind of camp. These people wore striped clothes. You suspected something, but decided to ask your parents at dinner. You were lying on the bed and reading a book when you heard the ringing voice of a maid, who would ask you for dinner. You put the book down and slowly left the room. Upon entering, you quickly looked around the kitchen. Your mother was sitting at the table, your father in full dress uniform and his colleagues. Having said hello, you sat down at the table and started your meal. You listened to your father and colleagues talking to each other about politics and joking. After some time, you noticed another person in the kitchen. Nearby There was a guy in dirty clothes standing among the men. He had disheveled, curly hair, a kinky nose, a tattered green earflap. He was holding a bottle of wine in his trembling hands. One of the guests abruptly rose from the table. He looked at him with his frightened, wide-open eyes, and almost dropped his wine..