Several hours into the workday, Peter could hear the Division 9 scientists arguing with the Germans just outside the closet. Though he was not superstitious, Peter felt an indescribable evil coming from the Asylum which shook him to his core. In the dead of night he heard the sound of a lullaby being sung by a little girl. When the day ended and everything was quiet, Peter swore he heard the sound of a little girl sobbing, and a man shouting to close the windows. He could not force himself to sleep the past two nights due to a combination of the constant racket outside, his desire to escape, the horrid smell of his own filth, and strange noises heard throughout the night. But another part of Peter told him these monsters would never allow him to leave this place. Some part of Peter hoped that with Japan’s surrender, the United States may be forcing them to give him up. Surely by now, he should have outlived his usefulness. He had been confined to a cramped closet for the past two days, brought out only for questioning followed by beatings when he did not provide answers.
Wittenau Sanatorium ( “Verrückt Facility” ), Berlin, Germanyįor reasons Peter could not yet understand, Division 9 was keeping him alive.
