Hell Ship

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In his lucid moments, Trevor Hancock knew that he was already dead and in hell. Mercifully, those moments were few and far between.

At the beginning, during the long march through the jungle, he had dared to nurture hope. The ordeal would end… he would be placed in a legitimate prisoner of war camp where the rules of the Geneva Conventions were observed and treatment monitored by the Red Cross…he would be rescued in a daring commando raid…he would escape on his own.

It had been easier to hope at the beginning, easier to believe in the possibility that this trial would eventually pass, for the simple reason that he was not alone. Archie was with him, and despite the fact that the Nips would beat them savagely if they attempted to speak among themselves, they’d managed to befriend several other chaps from the service, as well as a pair of Aussies and an American, and as they trudged along, they would whisper words of encouragement to each other.

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