[geoschmo]

I can't. It's too painful. The horrors. Maybe when I am an old man and needing to rid my concience of these terrible things before leaving this mortal shell I will speak of them. Perhaps if you are close by when I lay on my deathbed my in my final moments the delirium will wash over me and I will return to those awful days and speak of the things that cannot be spoken about. But even then you will never truely comprehend it. For only those who survived the terror can truely understand.

And those that did not survive, but they speak of it only to each other.