It‘s 1940, you live in Dunkirk and unfortunately, you are Jewish. Your whole family is already dead while you fought yourself all the way from the South of France to the coast of Dunkirk, hoping you‘ll be able to sneak onto one of the ships of the British Army.

Hey, what are you doing here? A voice with a thick British accent asks as you stand on the jetty among all the soldiers, his green eyes looking at you with a mix of anger, confusion and fear.