As a burning flame ate away what was left of his home, Alicot walked towards the dock and his new life. Over the past few days, his life had fallen to pieces. His buisness had failed, his friends had left or died in the bombings, and there was almost no time until the enemy was at the gates. So it was he boarded the boat to America.
He had been one of the few with enough money left to escape Poland, and it showed. The boat was almost empty. The few on board were all filled with sorrow, and obviously bereft. That was the price of crossing on a ship through Nazi waters. As the smoke of G' Dansk faded into the distance, the fear of being sunk grew.
Soon enough, Alicot saw the first of many British ships on their route. As they made their way into the Atlantic Ocean, the passengers got into little groups and got even quiter than they had already been. As he started to fall asleep, memories flooded into Alicots mind. He remembered escaping from Warsaw, and his parents refusing to do so. He assumed they were dead, as they were of Jewish decent. And his fiance, the lovely Rita, had died in the fires as houses burned down in the port.
With no one else to cling to, Alicot became the outcast of the ship. He was left alone by all the others, with the crew avoiding him as much as possible. It was in this state that he arrived at Ellis Island. As he was shuffled through the gates along with thousands of others, It finally struck him. He was in a new land, the Land of Opportunity, and he was all alone, without anyone, anywhere.