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It was the only room in the house. On the floor there was a heavy layer of dust. In the middle of the room there was a fireplace and some firewood. I tried to calm down my nerves. It was still raining heavily outside. Our clothes were sopping wet and we decided to dry them out. I made up the fire. We took our clothes off and sat around the fireplace at ease. In order to nestle down beside the fireplace I took one of the mattresses out of the pile.
Suddenly I smelled a stink. A dead man was lying under the mattress. We all stared with astonishment at the corpse. That was a man with a glassy stare, scratches on his face, chopped off fingers and blood stains everywhere. We were standing choked out for a while and were more dead than alive