VOSHN 182

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="171"><tr><td class="etesti">171</td><td class="edate">August 9<sup>th</sup>, 1945.  Time is unkown</td><td class="eage">36 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>People came over to evacuated one after another.</td></tr></table><div class="largep"><p>Going to the main road, I was unable to move further by the great shock.  All escaping people coming in line were stark naked.  Every part of their bodies were blistered and swollen up.  They were not the human figures.  They were not putting anything on, or some were wrapping themselves with something like straw mats.</p><br><p>Such people came over one after another.  I thought that they must have come through flames for long hours.</p><br><p>Their arm's skins were peeled and hanged down.  I didn't know that human skins could actually dangle down as such until I saw them.  Their thigh's skins were also dangled all way down.  Each piece of their hairs raised straight up.  A description, 'hairs bristle' was true.  There were people whose hair was partly burnt.</p><p>Those people came over continuously one after another.</p></div></body>