Hell to Pay:
The men showed up one day, with their neatly pressed uniforms, bearing ugly bent crosses. They pushed my family and neighbors out of our homes and into a camp, tattooing us with numbers and forcing us to wear their star-shaped patches.
I remember what my rabbi said about evil- it was a product of humans themselves. These people were no exception to this. Supposedly, there would be a way to harness the power of evil. In a fever dream, it came to me. That night, I ended the lives of two men; one by my own hands, and the second by the darkness I had summoned.
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