Wittenberg, MissouriT
hey had been kept in a place that looked and smelled like a hospital—but probably was not—for nearly two weeks. Samuel Imshana and Marco guarded their room constantly. They carried little devices that caused painful shocks and herded them everywhere they went, mostly to meals in a stuffy little cafeteria and to the baths where they were ordered to scrub thoroughly twice each day.
No one believed they were waiting for anything like what they’d been promised anymore. Most believed they were in some type of American jail or prison. Maybe waiting for trial or punishment for entering America without the proper clearances. None of them knew what lay ahead as they did menial work around the building at odd times of the day, but they agreed it was not something good. You di
