this camp, i worked, i was assigned to work in the quare ri, and i came down with dissentry, a terrible disease. it's -- you can't keep anything down. all you want to do is die. we were taken into the sick camp which joined the labor camp, and after a few days, i was okay. realizing nothing good would happen if i stay in the camp, i walked over to the stones, and i asked, i said, can i go back to the labor camp? i want to go back to work. he said he can't let me do it because they found typhoid and the camp was under quarantine. ten days later, several were told we're going to be taken into a central typhoid camp in one of the country camps. when they throw us into the cattle car, looked around, these people around me are almost dead, and i really thought this was the final hour for me, so i said the final prayer in jewish faith, until exhaustion. when i wake up in the morning, i look through the cracks in the cattle car. there was a camp there. i said, good god, why would they keep the people alive when they killed hundreds of thousands of healthy people? i don't have an answer for tha