RAN: Life Saving Chapter 2II. Long Drop Home
The Priesterseminar Regensburg was a cluster of buildings just south east of St. Jakob's Church, west of the center of town, adjacent to the Bismarkplatz. It sat a few streets down from the river Donau, the blue waters wound its way through the city in a great swooping arch that successfully broke the place in two. Surrounding the city was the remnants of its medieval walls, its almost 800 year old bridge spanning the great river to the smattering of buildings on the other side. The only thing that Regensburg loved more than its medieval history was its religion. The population of Regensburg was predominately Catholic, despite the attempted shifts towards Protestantism in the mid 18th century. For the longest of times its rigid Christianity had quelled the embrace of the National Socialist view, but once the Nazis took over, Regensburg took to it like a strong poison.
As soon as those who had been friends
Georg von Falkenrath
I realized many things about myself as I spent those seemingly endless hours in that 2 foot by 2 foot box. The air was stifling in there and my body threatened, at any moment, to spiral down into chaos. I would panic. Despite the feeling of burning bile running up into my throat from pain, hunger, embarrassment, fear and humiliation, I pressed my palms against the temples of my head and held them there in an iron grasp. It felt as though I was trying to squeeze out the throbbing which thundered around my head. It hurt, my emaciated frame clattered together as I shook with cold. My eyes started to sting, the tears swimming up drove themselves into the black and blue bruising.
My teeth chattered together, the fear blossomed further, deep seated within my bosom, that I would never see the light of day again. I wiped at my eyes furiously. They had been tearing up a lot mor