Just Another PoW

The spluttering engine began to spew think black smoke. This was it, time to release the canopy. The wind began to tear at your expose face, the smoke obscuring your vision of the ever closing ground. Taking a wild leap you were suddenly falling through the flak filled blackness. A tug on the rip cord and you were hit with the force of a rhino charging...

That was how it began six weeks ago. A routine mission over occupied territory and an unscheduled stop. Now you reside at Arnheim POW camp awaiting transfer to another, more final destination.