June 25, 2015: Dachau.

They designed an entire room to trick those condemned to die into remaining calm. They told them it was only a shower; they needed to clean off before they could go into the camp. False shower heads were built into the ceiling to complete the effect. Once they were shut in the room, it was over. I stood in that same room, now, 70 years later, directly under the fake shower head. There really isn't a word in the English language to describe it. "Disquieting" falls short. I walked through the entire crematorium, but backwards, by accident: first the end room, then where the bodies were burned, then where they were stored like rotted meat, then the gas chamber, then the room where they disrobed, then last the room where they were told the lie. I did not turn around to see it in the proper order. I left.