CHAPTER III
SONDERKOMMANDO
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Zyklon B crystals, the substance used in gas chambers, lethal in combination with water.
An hour later, me and Polish teenager called Eric were taken at gunpoint, in great hurry, to the newly built camp Auschwitz-Birkenau, a few miles away. We crossed paths with Polish civilians with long, curious faces, who were observing us passively, hands in their pockets. They were probably used to these occurrences, but our group was too small, which was unusual.
‘Sing after me!’ ordered a tall lad with an enormous nose, in right angle with the hem of his steel helmet. ‘You have to seem joyful in front of these people, that’s the order!’
I cast a momentary glance to his pouty, expressionless lips, his tiny blue, swine-like eyes, lined with blond, thi
