I tried to protect my sister—and now I’ll die because of it.
In the wilderness of western France, I’m forced to work in a labor camp. It’s winter. It’s cold. It’s miserable.
There’s only one good thing about this place.
He’s one of the guards—and he might just be my way out of here.
Because every time the wind picks up, I hear it.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
The bells of freedom.
The bells from the Chateau.
My way out of this place.