We were suddenly released from prison. One day we were taken to the office of the head of the prison, where there were already two British from the military police. They identified us by our fake names and strained through their teeth: "Lousy deserters!" We decided that this is a sign by which we must understand why we were transferred to the military police, but it turned out that we were really treated like deserters. We were transferred to the headquarters of the Damascus military police.