That night, Lil lay on his bed, feeling happier than he could remember feeling before. In her bed next to the sleeping Dana, Gita curled up with her eyes open, staring into the darkness, reliving the moments she had spent with Lil; his kisses, her body yearning for his touch, to go further with him. She felt her face heat up even more as she imagined what their next encounter might hold.
On a large bed with four high beams, Schwarzweber and Silka lay hugging each other, his hand exploring her body while she stared into space, feeling empty, numb.
In a private dining hall in Auschwitz, Hoos sat at an elegant table for one, topped with sumptuous dishes containing gourmet food. A 1932 Château Lateau wine was poured into a crystal glass. He stirred it, sniffed it, and then tasted it. He wouldn't let the stress and pressure of his job deprive him of life's little luxuries. Staggering with intoxication, Beretzky entered his room in the Auschwitz barracks. He kicked the door shut, staggered, and then fell awkwardly onto his bed. With difficulty, he unbuckled his gun belt from his arm and threw it over the bedpost. He stretched out on his bed and noticed that the lamp above him was still lit, directly in his eyes. He tried to get out of bed but failed, so he moved his arm awkwardly in search of his weapon. When he found it, he took it out of its holster after an initial unsuccessful attempt. On the next attempt, he succeeded in "putting down" the stubborn lamp, then dropped the pistol to the floor and fell asleep.