In this chapter of Night, by Elie Wiesel the men are moving to a new camp one that was far away. With the little food that the men had in them they were forced to run hard for several house. They were in the snow and were doing all they could so they wouldn’t die.

The men were on a light march to the new camp till they were told to run. The men would run as fast as they could with out stopping for long period of time. They could not stop or take a break or else they would be shot. This harsh run took a toll on a lot of the men. Many could not make it and it seemed horrible to hear the gun shots because they would only mean one thing which was death. On this run Elie had felt that he was separated into to things, one his mind and the other his body. He didn’t like his body because it was slowing him down. He was frightened when he had felt he could not make it. But this would not stop him fortunately. His dad had encouraged him to make it he told him that it wasn’t to far.

The men had finally made it and they were all forced to lye down even if it meant that you were on top of someone else. As many tried for air it was very difficult. Elie would have to do the same because he only had a little air. This forced hi to claw at the person on top of him with his nails. It would tear away skin and was his fight to live. Fortunately he made it and recognized someone and would talk to them shortly. He and his father had made it this far. They would have to get up shortly and have to stand in the frigged cold. They would eat little bread and for water the snow off the man in front of them back.