*Oberon brings out two large sacks into the middle of the POW camp. Everyone glares at him, then he empties them, tins of bully beef and biscuits fall out onto the ground.*
"Here...provisions. Gute nacht all. Now that the murderer has been brought to justice there will be order and calm. Sleep well."
*He leaves, and then calls by the kennel, Harras is slinking in the corner, his tail between his legs.*
"Harras? Was ist los? Come boy..."
*Harras slinks over to Oberon and stays by his legs, terrified of something.*
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