Walter:-
I'd hate to do it all again!
What a refreshingly honest comment! I'm always suspicious of those who had "a good war". Even if you'd had a comfortable one, it would take an enormous lack of imagination not to dwell on the prodigious waste of life and the massive destruction being suffered by friend and foe alike. Perhaps the path that you had chosen, of hard physical labour, put such thoughts to the back of your mind as you struggled with you colleagues to survive and to look for a chance to escape?
How fitting that the chance happens thanks to a bombing raid on "your railway"! Looking up Falkenberg on Google maps, we find you just west of the north/south line joining Dresden and Berlin and about one third the way up it. If the priority had not been given for the Red Army to take Berlin then the US Army might have already arrived. But Eisenhower is advancing slower and on a broad front, so the mountain must go to Muḥammad .
Already there is a suspicion that the German State is collapsing. You join in with civilians and other prisoners the looting of a bombed train, you persuade a guard that you stumble into that you are going back to your camp and he obligingly takes your word for it and lets you proceed. The end is near, but danger looms as ever. Stay safe, Walter, stay safe!