Chapter 19
Lotte’s only solace was that she and Irmhild were assigned to the same barracks. The Aufseherin, as the guards were called, yelled into the barracks and an emaciated woman with a dead look in her eyes hurried to the entrance.
“Get these prisoners accommodated and have them attend roll call in ten minutes,” the Aufseherin shouted.
“Yes, ma’am,” the bald woman answered and motioned for Lotte and Irmhild to follow her.
Upon entering the dim building, Lotte held her nose at the disgusting stench of human excrement, sickness, and death. Bile rose in her throat, but she only imagined the punishment should she vomit all over herself, so she swallowed it down.
Bunk beds, three tiers high and barely five feet in length, lined the walls of the six large rooms inside the barracks. All
