With the medical training you had in Berlin, you are able to find work in the Jewish community. You serve as an apprentice, continuing under the guidance of an older physician. As the Germans reduce the size of the ghetto in Cracow, the conditions of life deteriorate: less food, more crowding, poorer sanitation, and, especially, more disease. Leaving the ghetto becomes more urgent for you every day.
When you finally flee from the ghetto, you turn to the doctor who has been training you and outline an original plan for escape. The doctor understands how painful the decision is to you, torn between staying with your people and saving your life. He offers assistance in helping you get out so that you may be part of the Jewish future.
One day, just before dawn, you are given an injection which puts you in a coma. From all outward appearances, you are dead. You are placed on the cart which carries typhus victims out of the ghetto. The German sentries are afraid of catching this dread disease and step aside as the funeral cart rolls toward the cemetery. Your plan is working.
As arranged, the cart attendants take your body off the pile and hide it
in a burned-out building. When the injection wears off, you wait until
nightfall and then join the Armia Ludowa,
part of the Polish
resistance. The resistance can hide you either in the countryside or in
Warsaw.
If you decide to hide in the countryside, continue to page 82.
If you choose to go to Warsaw and take your chances in a big city, continue to page 83.