There was no gun left for me
Karel Kukal along with ten other prisoners tried to escape from Shaft 14 of Camp XII. on 15 October 1951. He was shot in the knee during the attempt. “There was no gun left for me. I knew that if the guards were to get me alive, things would be real bleak for me. So I made an arrangement with some of the others in the sense that they would keep one bullet for me, as the worst case scenario. But then a guard appeared on a hill behind us, everybody was surprised and they ran the other way. They didn’t realize that I was left there. When I knew that I couldn’t walk much farther and heard the forest being searched in the distance, I put my belt around my neck. I hanged myself on a branch, but it broke. That’s how I stayed alive. By then, they got near so I had no time left to try again. I definitely didn’t want them to take me alive.” Karel Kukal was later caught in a forest southwest of the Stanovice community.
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