He rested his head on his hands and took a deep breath. His mind was racing, trying to make sense of what happened yesterday. He couldn’t help but question if he did the right thing or not.
They left him with no other choice. His home was turned into a gas chamber, and his wife had no other option but to wear a gas mask. He did what was needed. He was sitting there, overwhelmed by these ideas and overcome with worry, when he heard a knock at the door. It was the police knocking on his door.