"While I was ill but still fully conscious I was in a trance like state. What they called the twilight zone, the ethereal, not quite the astral when one leaves the body but maybe I was just before that stage. Light came in at me and I felt oversensitive to presences that I could clearly see and hear around me.
One night, late in the evening, it seemed to me that by force I was made to get up from my bunk. A night guard was on duty and was standing outside the dormitory. I saw a person enter and put something in the bin. I saw it clearly from inside and in between the artificial light zone. A person who I recognized as having been killed the previous day by the Yugoslavs - a traitor for Micheaelovitz, Tito's partisans they were!!!!
None of us interfered in the affairs of other groups within the camp - their affairs were for them alone to deal with. The unhappy spirit that he may have been appeared to me to have come back as clearly as if he was there in reality. Possibly, I thought, he was bothered about something he had left undone. Maybe he was there to help me in my troubles. Possibly he was innocent of the crime!!!
I now went to the guard in the ante room, which was our communal dining hall and asked him if he had seen anybody enter - he said he had seen nobody and anybody entering would have had to have passed by him!
Possibly, I had been hallucinating due to my illness! I felt like I had participated in a conversation with the deceased on a variety of subjects including when the war would end.
I now felt as if pressure was rising to a high level all around me. I could also hear rattling and hissing noises. It seemed to me that the awful din I was hearing was coming from behind the door of the dormitory. I now threw open the door to quell the noise and some of the elders appeared and tried to subdue me - to the extent that one of them stabbed me with a sharp object in my neck.
They couldn't hold me at all now. I mentioned the noises but the elders said they couldn't hear any noises and didn't understand what I was saying!!!!
I then proceeded to follow the noise that only I seemed to be hearing and went straight to the bunk where, Jose De Wever, the Belgian dentist, was fast asleep at the top of the three rows in his bunk.
To relieve whatever was bothering me, I now felt that I had to climb the bunk and touch De Wever. The elders were probably thinking that my fever was making me crazy! I now wanted to solve the problem connected with the German criminal with who I had previously disagreed and whom we suspected of being a "ferret". At this point, I believed that he knew too much about us and was going to give all of us away and that we needed out of the ordinary help to deal with the situation.
Anyway, as I touched De Wever the whole effect left me and I relaxed, it was done, my peace of mind returned.
The following morning they caught the culprit and I never saw him again! The fever had left me now but I was still a bit wobbly. Later, someone told me that the "ferret", had managed to change his triangle and had infiltrated into our section and that Jose De Wever had done all the investigation.
Soon after my illness, I returned to the garage in Weimer but the impetus for my escape had somehow been taken away from me! I remained at Buchenwald, maybe for the better.................."
To be continued ....
One night, late in the evening, it seemed to me that by force I was made to get up from my bunk. A night guard was on duty and was standing outside the dormitory. I saw a person enter and put something in the bin. I saw it clearly from inside and in between the artificial light zone. A person who I recognized as having been killed the previous day by the Yugoslavs - a traitor for Micheaelovitz, Tito's partisans they were!!!!
None of us interfered in the affairs of other groups within the camp - their affairs were for them alone to deal with. The unhappy spirit that he may have been appeared to me to have come back as clearly as if he was there in reality. Possibly, I thought, he was bothered about something he had left undone. Maybe he was there to help me in my troubles. Possibly he was innocent of the crime!!!
I now went to the guard in the ante room, which was our communal dining hall and asked him if he had seen anybody enter - he said he had seen nobody and anybody entering would have had to have passed by him!
Possibly, I had been hallucinating due to my illness! I felt like I had participated in a conversation with the deceased on a variety of subjects including when the war would end.
I now felt as if pressure was rising to a high level all around me. I could also hear rattling and hissing noises. It seemed to me that the awful din I was hearing was coming from behind the door of the dormitory. I now threw open the door to quell the noise and some of the elders appeared and tried to subdue me - to the extent that one of them stabbed me with a sharp object in my neck.
They couldn't hold me at all now. I mentioned the noises but the elders said they couldn't hear any noises and didn't understand what I was saying!!!!
I then proceeded to follow the noise that only I seemed to be hearing and went straight to the bunk where, Jose De Wever, the Belgian dentist, was fast asleep at the top of the three rows in his bunk.
To relieve whatever was bothering me, I now felt that I had to climb the bunk and touch De Wever. The elders were probably thinking that my fever was making me crazy! I now wanted to solve the problem connected with the German criminal with who I had previously disagreed and whom we suspected of being a "ferret". At this point, I believed that he knew too much about us and was going to give all of us away and that we needed out of the ordinary help to deal with the situation.
Anyway, as I touched De Wever the whole effect left me and I relaxed, it was done, my peace of mind returned.
The following morning they caught the culprit and I never saw him again! The fever had left me now but I was still a bit wobbly. Later, someone told me that the "ferret", had managed to change his triangle and had infiltrated into our section and that Jose De Wever had done all the investigation.
Soon after my illness, I returned to the garage in Weimer but the impetus for my escape had somehow been taken away from me! I remained at Buchenwald, maybe for the better.................."
To be continued ....
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