Luckily the interrogation ended quickly this time and I brought the book back safely to my room – I won't trouble you with the details, for once it slipped perilously from my waistband in the middle of the corridor, and I had to feign a serious coughing fit in order to bend down and push it safely back under my belt. But what was that in comparison to the feeling of stepping back into that hell of mine, at last alone and yet no longer alone!
