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The officer examined the last photo and asked his minder if it’s acceptable. (In regimes of fear and constant intimidation everyone must have a minder.)

Joseph was sent back to his room.

A departure of two planes was just announced; one was going to Warsaw and another to Frankfurt - West Germany. Both planes were departing around the same time.

The rescuer and the rescued together ran through all sorts of security checks. They rushed towards the gates, but instead of being checked they were being saluted to. Above the gate the sign said, ‘Warsaw’. Joseph froze and almost fainted, it was just too much. The natural mind was telling him that his angel made a mistake, got confused, or he was no angel at all, but the man kept on running after he passed the 'Warsaw' gate.

With the door closed he hears a loud voice within saying, “arise, take up your bags, your deliverance has come!" He sprung up to his feet, grabbed his bags and watched the door, which opened that instant and a smiling face of a perfect being appeared. "I have your passport and ticket, follow me quickly" he said and then started to run. Joseph desperately tried to see his face, but all he could observe was the fact that the man had no wrinkle, or any blemish on his face; his skin was perfectly smooth and glowing. But above all, as if the only person in all of Russia, he smiled emanating confidence and joy.

They stopped at a gate above which was written, ‘Frankfurt am Main’. The plane was about to taxi away and the door was closing. At that very moment the promised messenger of deliverance pulled Joseph inside the plane and seated him in the first class, but when Joseph turned to thank him, he was gone.

Exhausted by his ordeal Joseph fell into deep sleep only to be awakened by a flight attendant in Frankfurt; his sleep seemed to last but a minute.

He stopped on the bridge, which was cast over a highway connecting the Airport with the Sheraton Hotel, and looked at the traffic below. Then on his almost confiscated mini tape recorder recorded these words, “I do not know if this is a dream or reality, but I am recording it as evidence of what's just taken place. He summarized it all in few short words and then checked in.

This time no one tapped him on the shoulder trying to wake him. Joseph awoke not to a stench-filled cell, but a luxurious bed, hot bath and spacious room.

Joseph played the tape then opened the window; took a whiff of fresh air and bellowed out, “I’m free!!!