"My God…"
As the four Allies stared up at the barbed-wire fence and into the shrunken in eyes of the human skeletons on the other side that was all that America could say.
"My God…"
"What God?" was the first thing that Russia said, almost bitterly.
"Open the gates! Go on, you bloody idiots! Cant you see they need help?! Open the gates!" England screamed at his guards, who looked equally shocked and horrified. They shook their heads and then ran to help, throwing open the barbed wire gates.
"I can't believe this…" muttered France, "I cant believe this….they were supposed to be rumors…"
"Believe it," snapped England, "I didn't think the Germans would stoop to this…I knew they were anti-Semites but…."
They were interrupted as the emancipated Jews fell to their knees, sobbing and bowing before the Allies, thanking them in various tongues and begging them to help them find their families, to give them just one piece of bread/. Even the cold hearted Russian looked on them with sympathy and yelled for his men to get the Jews some food.
"Not too much!" cried England as they started to hand out bread to the poor starving people, "they haven't eaten in so long giving them too much could make them sick!"
Russia obeyed and spared the amount of bread he gave to the Jews, giving them enough to survie but not enough to make them sick.
America was the only one who didn't move but stared up at the sign above the gate:
ARBEIT MACHT FREI"Work shall make you free…" muttered the American bitterly, "what a joke."
A cruel joke if there ever was one, America finally gained the ability to move in and look around the camp. He gagged and nearly threw up as he saw the mountains of corpses that looked more like piles of rags then humans they were so pale and sickly. Their was blood and death and the stench of corpses everywhere. Barrack after gray barrack littered the concentration camp. America looked and saw a huge chimney.
"That's where they burnt them," said one of the Jews tearfully and America looked at him curiously.
"Burned who?"
"The weak ones, the women and children, those who couldn't work, they gassed them and burned them, I-I…" the Jew fell to the ground and began sobbing. America felt sick but managed to ask, "are there any women other Jews here?"
The Jew gestured to the barracks and America ran in. He was shocked to see many people lying sick and dying on the wooden bunk-beds, too starving or sick to even move or greet their captors.
How could the Germans do this to people? Wondered the American, how could anybody do this to anybody, war is one thing, but this?
He shouted for medical personnel to come in and help but in many cases it was too late and the poor people died before the doctors could even get to them.
America's eyes darted from left to right, from face to face, from eyes to eyes and then he hard a whimper and saw a familiar pair of eyes. His heart clenched and all he could say was, "My God…"