On the 27th shooting was heard in the early morning and after a few hours: the Communists entered the town, where they at once began a reign of terror. We were} for some days hidden under the roof as Communists wore searching villages round the town, killing] whom they found, or demanding high ransom. Every road was watched: so we could not think of escape. Anyone trying to flee was shot.
The village people got very uneasy about us. For two days we hid ina mud house near the river, returning every night to our loft. On December 1 Communist soldiers searched the village; there was no warning; I heard their voices downstairs and beckoned my companion to keep still. Our bed was on Voards under the roof among alli Kinds of rubbish. We lay down and kept perfectly still, praying they might not find us. The soldiers came into the loft, rummaging about, for a while, but through the good-nees of the Lord, did not come into our hiding place.. All the other lofts were thoroughly searched, except. this one. The mud house where we spent the previous say was searched from top. to bottom, even a coffin opened.
My brains had been busy day and night thinking how we could outwit our enemies. They were outwitted, Dut not through any wits of ours. We were relieved when the whistle blew and they were gone, but it was pitiful to see the distress of the people. The man who owned the house was threatened if we did not leave. We would have done so} had it been possible.
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