1940s, under German occupation

You knew you were late. But you had to get to your flat. You were running as fast as you could. But it was sure that you won't manage to do it in time. You already have met some German soldiers on the streets. You were scared to death. Will they shoot you? Arrest you? Accuse you of something?

You were close suddenly you heard a loud, cold, German voice

"Halt!"

You froze. You knew you were dead. You looked at him. His freezing cold eyes were staring deeply into yours. You were shaking

"Oh kid... Listen... I'm gonna let you go... But just do it quickly, quietly and without causing any troubles, verstanden?"

You couldn't believe it... He really.? He really didn't do anything?