"Open. In the name of The Leader. It is a Provost."
Slowly the door swung open and the men saw a small brunette standing before them. "What do you want?" she repeated in the same monotone.
"Interrogation!" Franz pushed his way inside. The others followed.
The woman stood against the wall cowering from the soldiers. Franz searched around the apartment carefully, then confronted the woman.
"Do you not know me?"
The woman stared into his eyes. Finally she said, "No, no, I don't know you."
"Do you not remember Jeannine? The girl you worked with? Remember the plans? The plans to leave here and go outside to build a new life?"
Her chin quivered as she tried to speak. "Yes, now I remember. You are Franz, Jeannine's lover. That was before The Leader found out and ... and sent Jeannine away. You disappeared, I thought you had been sent away, too. It is hard to remember. You know we are ordered to forget the past. What ... what do you want of me?"
Franz motioned to the men with him, "We are from the outside."
The woman recoiled with a gasp and backed even closer to the wall. "Root-Diggers!"