Chapter 22
The ambulance carrying Jarom and
Lacy arrived at the military hospital in Heidelberg, and by the time he had
been taken into the Emergency Room, he had been on oxygen for 30 minutes. His
breathing had slowed and his heart rate was trending toward normal. He was
still groggy, but conscious. Major Quentin, an Army doctor, examined him and
judging by the signs and symptoms he saw, concluded that Jarom was suffering
from a poison, possibly cyanide. He took
blood and urine for testing, and wondered aloud where he might have been
exposed. Cyanide had been stockpiled for
use as a chemical agent on the battlefield many years in the past, but was a
poor agent because of its volatility and was never used. In any case, the lab
results supported his diagnosis and he began treating him with a standard
battery of antidotes.
He explained his diagnosis and
treatment of Jarom, and his parents were grateful that he was quickly
improving. The doctor wanted to keep him for at least another day in the
hospital, so Lacy decided she would stay the night with him while Frank went home
to be with the other children and prepare for the big meeting the next day.
Frank arrived home and shared
Jarom’s prognosis with his siblings. They were happy that he was recovering,
but still had their own stories to share. Frank listened as his amazing
children told him of their day.
John began: “On our way to school, Jarom said he had
forgotten his homework and would run home to get it, so Jason and I kept
walking and Jarom turned back. When I got to school, I went by the office at
the middle school to let them know he would be late and then went to class. I
went back at lunch to find him and see if he had gotten into trouble but he
hadn’t shown up. I knew he had gone back to open the door of the last chamber,
and I left to find him. He must have made straight for the cemetery and gone
down from there, and I did the same. I had my headlamp in my backpack so I had
everything I needed, but when I got to the door of the chamber, it was still
locked. All the tools were there but there was no sign of Jarom. I must have
made a noise because suddenly he started banging on the door. We tapped back and forth, but his taps got
weaker and then disappeared. I was afraid he was sick or had gotten hurt and I
had the idea to use one of the old hand grenades to blow the lock off. I stuck it under the lock and pulled the ball
and ran around the corner and it worked! The hand grenade blew the lock clear
off. “
“I got the door open using the
crowbar and the sledge hammer, and then I went inside. Dad, you’ve never seen anything so terrible
in your life! There were dead bodies lying everywhere. They were shriveled up
and their eyes were gone and they smelled really bad; like dead. They were all
dressed in striped clothes and there were hundreds of them. At first I couldn’t
find Jarom, but I finally saw him by one wall. He was unconscious, so I dragged
him out into the main tunnel and that’s when you showed up.”
Shaking his head, Frank looked
amazed. He hadn’t seen any corpses, but
he hadn’t gone into the room. He said, “Hundreds
of corpses?”
Jason interrupted, “Yeah Dad, we
saw them too,” and he continued with
their part of the day. “Allie and I came down the ladder with you and Mom, but
when you picked up Jarom and Mom left to call the ambulance, we were sort of
left behind. We hadn’t seen what was behind the third door, so we thought we’d
take a look before we came out. We walked into the room, and it was just like
John said. There were hundreds of bodies lying everywhere; on the floor and
against the wall and in piles all around the room. We were scared and we ran
out of there fast, but when we got back to the round room, a scary old German
man with a gun was standing in the entrance to the northwest tunnel. He yelled
and we ran out the tunnel on the other side of the room from him, to the east.
He followed us! We could see his
flashlight coming, so when we got to the end, I found the short ladder hidden
behind the rock ledge like in the other tunnels, and we climbed up to the top.
I pushed the trap door open and knocked over a glass cabinet that was standing
on the door, and we stuck our heads up.”
Not to be overlooked, Allie took
over the telling: “And there were people looking at us all over the room. It looked like a room that the soldiers use
when they are off-duty. There were two
MPs there in uniform, and they came over. We told them about the scary old
German man with a gun, but no one believed us at first. Finally the MPs went
down the shaft and found the old man. They brought him back up to the top and
all he wanted to know was if Jarom was OK.
He said he was worried and that he’d brought the gun to shoot the lock
off the door. Anyway, some more MPs
showed up and they brought us home.”
Frank paused, looking at his
children in turn. To John he said, “If I hadn’t been so worried about Jarom,
you and he would have been grounded for the rest of your lives. As it is , I
guess I can understand why you went after him, and as it turned out, I’m glad
you did.”
And to Allie and Jarom, he
continued, “And you two! I can’t leave
you alone for a second. Going back in
that room after Jarom had come out unconscious? What were you thinking? “They
looked at each other sheepishly, and he said, “I know. You weren’t thinking. You just wanted to see what was in the
chamber. Well, you three have had quite the day! And the MPs brought you two home?”
Allie and Jarom nodded their heads.
Jarom asked, “So who were all the dead people, Dad?”
Frank replied, “Until you three
told me about them, I didn’t know there were any dead people. It sounds like the
chamber might have been used by the Nazis to kill them. The doctor said that
Jarom had cyanide poisoning. I suppose the Nazis could have used the room like
a gas chamber, but I really don’t know any more than you do.”
Frank called Colonel Taylor and
told him of the evening’s events, making sure he knew of the involvement of the
MPs and the German police. Frank and Colonel Taylor were both scheduled to
attend the meeting with General Sheldon in the morning, so they agreed to meet
at the Garrison Commander’s office at 10:30 the following day.
They had all had such a long day
that they were grateful to slip under the covers for a few hours’ sleep.
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