Thump, thump, thump...
Frank looked out from the gap in the wall of the train car, watching as it continuously rolled through the countryside. Then he looked around at the crowded spaces, the fears in the eyes of his fellow passengers. He held those same fears, but couldn't show them.
He didn't know how much time had passed since he was arrested and boarded onto the train, sent off to a hell that he may not survive. All he could think about now was his fate. Would he be shot on site when he arrived? Worked to death? Even sent to the chambers?
He rebelled against the Nazis, openly criticizing them and continuing to be bisexual despite the laws. It ended on an early afternoon when his door was busted in, and he was forcibly removed from his home. He listened from a closet as his possessions were thrown aside, as the Nazis searched for him.
The train doors were opened as it reached its destination. He was pulled from the train, and herded into a crowd. He watched with pain as the people on the other side were directed to the chambers.
As he was headed for registration, a voice called out to Frank. "We meet at last."
He turned to see a Nazi scientist, one whom he recognized. Frank fiercely glared as he was led away.