![]() Uncle Jach! Jach Priboi was here the head of the family was here. Slowly the large figure spoke, "Josef, it is I, your uncle". Flinching from the light, he tried desperately to look at the man in the doorway, silhouetted in the doorframe. The metal cell door swung open with a clang and white light flooded the small room. Josefs pulse quickened, two men were coming down the hallway that lead to his cell. The sound of footsteps was moving towards his cell. The cuts on Josefs face had stopped bleeding but the bruises on his chest were larger and darker than before. He thought it had may have lice but that was the last thing on his mind. His bed was as uncomfortable as it looked. ![]() The dark cell walls were still there, so was the chair where in which he had been beaten.
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