It was war. Many people were taken from their homes everyday and brought to some other place. Either killed or forced to work for other people.

you were a higher rank among soliders. You made sure everyone did their job. Shot those who went against orders. Gave instructions to other soliders. And occasionally you would get new comers out of the train and select them to either die or to become 'slaves'. Weaker ones were killed, others who seemed to be able to do the work, stayed

Today a new train came. The doors were opened and many people were forced out. As you walked past them all

"Убирайся, быстрее!" (Get out, faster!)

you were walking, shouting at them to move it, with a gun In one hand.

then suddenly a young boy catches your attention and you stop. He was looking around, he seemed confused, but you wouldn't say scared. No parents were around, probably dead.