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"The train left from Małkinia and traveled to the Treblinka station. From there a special railroad line leads to the death camp, ten kilometers from the Treblinka station, in the woods. In that death camp I spent no more than an hour, because they had chosen me, together with 60 or 70 other well-built men for the work camp. I was, together with all the other chosen group, led away to the work camp. We would ride there and back for the work—15 kilometers. [...] This is how it happened: I, together with another fellow from the camp, had, on the 24th of December, 1942, after having been there for three weeks, attempted to run away from that hellish place. We hid ourselves in a railroad car that was scheduled to leave from our workplace. The Ukrainians noticed that and they caught us. The other fellow was immediately able to mix with the other workers, but I had to struggle with the Ukrainians who were beating me with their rifle butts until I fell down. They believed I was now already dead. Every day there was a wagon that used to take away those that had been beaten to death and brings them to an empty field where they would bury all of them together. I too, with a few other dead bodies, was put on to the wagon and driven out to the field. It was already early evening, and they were in no hurry to bury us because it was Christmas Eve, so the Ukrainians had gone away to get drunk. Those remaining, when they were throwing me off the wagon, first pulled off my shoes. After a couple of hours, I regained consciousness, and seeing that there wasn't anyone near me, only the dead bodies, and that I was outside the barbed wire fence, I decided to run away. I pulled the shoes off one of the dead bodies, and I left. I came to a secluded farmer's house, where they immediately gave me something to eat and drink. However, I could not stay there for very long, because the farmer had said that the Ukrainians come to his place to get drunk. I went away in whatever direction my eyes took me." He went to Kosów Lacki, and then went to the Białystok ghetto.
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