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seen them on trains,” Isaac said. “I’ve
heard that they bring them to Germany to work.”
    Leon nodded pensively. “Almost all Jews in Bucharest
have lost their jobs and been forced to work for the administration. They take
their properties, their businesses, their belongings and make them live in
ghettos where there are many diseases and not enough food or even clean water.”
    I sighed and poked a potato in the soup. It fell to
pieces in the warm water. I was worried about Catalina and I desperately longed
to find her and protect her. I was also concerned about my family. We all knew
that Isaac was right. It was only a matter of time before they came for us as
well. If they did all those things to people in the city they would soon find
us in the countryside as well.
    My two oldest brothers got up from the table. “It’s
getting dark,” Leon said. “It’s time to get going.”  
    “Be careful out there,” my father said.
    I stared at them. “Where are they going?” I asked.
    “A big wolf is loose in the forest,” my father said.
“Didn’t you hear its howling last night?”
    I shook my head.
    “Well, the rest of us did and this morning two of our
sheep were gone. We saw its paw print in the snow. It’s a huge one. We can’t
have it out there. We are used to wolves in the forest but not of this size and
not ones that dare to come this close to our house. Your brothers are going out
to kill it before it eats all of our food. We don’t have much anymore, so we
need to protect the little we have.”
    I saw Leon lift up his rifle and load it. Then he
stared through the crosshairs. Isaac patted him on his shoulder. “Let’s go,” he
said. “I have a feeling we’ll shoot the bastard tonight.”

Chapter 8
      I TOLD MY MOTHER I wasn’t feeling well then ran to my
room and locked the door. I threw myself at my bed overcome with fear. I stared
out the window at the dark forest in the distance. A wolf? A huge wolf? I
stared at my hands in the fading light. The hair from yesterday was gone. It
had all been gone when I woke up in the morning in the snow. Those animals. Had
I killed them? Was that why I wasn’t hungry? Had I been in the forest all
night? Was that why I felt exhausted and slept all day?
    I felt a small pain in my fingers that slowly grew
more powerful. It was like needles penetrating through the skin from the inside
and out. Hairs were poking out from my pores now. Thick, stiff, grey hairs. All
over my body it came creeping. It was extremely painful. As I watched the sun
set completely behind the forest it all came back. The hairs that soon covered
my body, then the pain in my fingers as something grew out of them. What were
those? Claws? The extreme headache I recognized from the day before followed
and I bent over in excruciating pain.
    After that it all went black.
     
    I woke up naked in the snow
once again. I was confused, startled and rose to my feet at once. Then I had to bend over. I was feeling sick. I had a pain in my shoulder. A huge
pain. I threw up in the snow, a strange yellow mass mixed with red blood and
pieces of raw meat. I fell onto the snow to gather my strength. My chest was
hurting badly. I touched it and had blood on my fingers. I was hurt. A small
round hole was on my shoulder, and around it blood was smeared on the skin. It
hurt when I touched it. Then I did something I had never thought possible. I
reached into the hole in my shoulder with two fingers. It was extremely painful
and I picked out a small metal bullet. I looked at it in the light from the
rising sun. The light hurt my eyes and I had to shield them from the sun. I
touched the wound again and realized that the hole in the skin was smaller. I
watched it for a few seconds while it slowly closed up. The wound was healing
rapidly. I moved my shoulder slowly, carefully. The pain was almost gone. Soon
the wound was nothing but a small dot on my skin that I only knew was there. I
probed it gently. Not even a