After the third blow 21825 is wallowing full-length on the ground. At first he lets out unfettered, beastly screams, but by the twentieth blow the harrowing sound has subsided into whimpering. The twenty-first, twenty-second, and fiftieth shower down on a motionless mass. The Lagerälteste waves a hand, and three people step from the group of cleaners and drag away the victim.
