The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil, but by those who watch them without doing anything.- Albert Einstein

The next day, Dietrich met them at Allied Headquarters. "Hello, Captain. Glad you could make it."

"Actually, it's 'Major'. I see you and Sergeant Moffitt are Captains now."

"Yes, and Hitch and Tully were promoted to Sergeant."

Dietrich turned to them. "Congratulations."

"Thanks, Major."

They took Dietrich to a room to brief him. "As you well know, the Gestapo were masters at torture. Krause was one of their top men in that department. After he obtained the wanted information, the Gestapo let him do what he wanted with the prisoners. If they were men, he tortured them. If they were women, he raped them before he tortured them. He was especially cruel to any Jews he came across. The man was very imaginative when it came to ways of torturing. He would inject different drugs to see how it would affect the prisoner. He would also skin them and use their skins as lampshades. He had a whole collection of these lamps. Needless to say, the man was sick. We need you to question the men under his command and see if they can verify this information."

Dietrich nodded, "I will try my best."

"That's all we could ask for," said Moffitt, "Let's go."

He was led to the room where the men were to be questioned. They took a man by the name of Schneider to question first. He was badly bruised and his face was swollen. Christina and Moffit sat down to take notes, while the other men sat in the next room listening to the conversation by way of a listening device.

Dietrich sat down across from Schneider. "I am here to ask you some questions."

The man looked up and gasped. "Hauptmann Dietrich? I thought you had been killed by the Gestapo."

"Corporal Schneider! What were you doing with the Gestapo? What happened to your face?"

Schneider answered, "After you had been sent to Berlin, Captain Krause took me to be his aide. He told me you had been killed for plotting to assassinate the Fuhrer." He leaned forward and said, "Good for you, Herr Hauptmann. Anyways, he said I had to join him or be court martialed for treason. I told him, 'Fine, go ahead.' But then he said he would have my whole family killed too. I couldn't let that happen. We were captured by the Soviets and treated badly. That's what happened to my face. I'm so glad to see you are alive, Hauptmann Dietrich."

"I'm glad to see you are alive too, Schneider. I need to ask you some questions about Captain Krause. Did he torture the prisoners after the Gestapo was finished with them?"

Schneider nodded, "He had a whole box of things to torture them with. I saw them."

"Can you describe the instruments he used?"

"There were all sorts of knives, whips and even some medicine to cause hallucination. He would inject it into them and then cut them open with a scalpel. With the women, he would rape them while they were hallucinating. That was how he would break them. The men, he would slowly let starve, then he would put them in a very hot room until they either cooperated, or died."

Moffitt and Christina, who were sitting in the corner taking notes, looked at each other in horrified amazement.

"What was your involvement in this?" Dietrich asked.

Schneider's eyes filled with guilt and sadness. "I cleaned up after him and fed the prisoners. Sometimes I would manage to sneak them a cyanide pill. I couldn't do this too often, otherwise he would have gotten suspicious. I only did it to the women or the very weak. I remembered your words, Herr Hauptmann. You said, 'If we do nothing to stop wrongdoing, that makes us just as guilty as those who did the wrongdoing.' I tried my best to stop him. I was part of the Underground. I would try to warn those I knew whose lives were in danger, but I didn't always get to them in time." He broke down sobbing.

Dietrich let him regain his composure before speaking, "Thank you, Corporal. That will be all for now."

Schneider looked at Dietrich pleadingly. "You understand why I couldn't, right Hauptmann?"

Dietrich nodded slowly, his own eyes filled with tears, "I understand, Schneider." Dietrich sat down and stared into the distance long after Schneider was taken away. At last he spoke, "This is what I was involved in? This is what I helped to protect?" His voice was filled with horror and sorrow.

Moffitt spoke, "You didn't know..."

Dietrich interrupted him, "I did know. Oh, I didn't know all the details, but I knew enough. I knew the Gestapo tortured their prisoners, and I hardly did anything against it." He got up and said, "I am late for my job, I must be going."

"Where can we contact you?"

Dietrich gave them the address where he worked, then left.