of the prisoners in the camp were only allowed
a few hours impossible sleep, with three of them crammed together
in a lice infested bunk bed causing them untold torment.
Although there were thousands upon thousands in the camp, many of
them just gave up and waited to die, hopefully before the S.S. had
time to work them to death, shoot them, or use them for experiments.
and destruction left by the S.S.
was no limit to the suffering inflicted upon these poor souls
by the S.S.
and camp guards.
prisoners were only just barely alive, walking skeletons of misery
They knew that the only way out was "up the chimney", like
the thousands of others that had gone before them.
The only hope was that, death itself would take them
So this eternal suffering, would at last be at an end!
They were there to work and die, there was no limit possible to the
suffering inflicted upon them by the despicable, sadistic, evil, of
It was beyond my comprehension of how anyone could have endured and
by some miracle stayed alive until the liberation
of the camp.
I had to force myself to enter the room of death, where the dissecting
in the middle of the room. Here the most bestial
experiments were carried out on camp inmates, Phosgene and Mustard
Gases were administered, and while the victims writhed in agony choking
to death the S.S. doctors watched and noted down the results. Many
were injected with virulent Typhus germs and suffered terribly before
they died, so that the doctors could create a vaccine for the SS troops.
They were completely indifferent to the suffering.
Many men were castrated and women sterilised in order to see if any
improvment could be found genetically in their race. Many other dreadful
experiments also took place. On one terrible night, fifty young girls
and women were taken to the gas chamber and killed, their bodies later
sent to the Reich university in Strasbourg, where S.S. doctors dissected
the cadavers for research purposes.... in the name of German science.
Barely alive, walking skeletons of misery and despair.
blood of these poor tormented souls ran free from their emaciated
bodies and soaked into the soil of France. That would be their only
memorial for times everlasting.