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Testimony of two female students
(The Národní massacre, #1)

When we entered Narodni Ave., we were at the very front of the crowd so we could see the 4 rows of the white-heads. Mostly, they were looking like 18-year-old guys. [...] After they divided us by a smart trick, we ran to the center of the crowd, since the police was obviously preparing for the action.

Then they began beating and it was absolutely horrible. My friend got sick, turned terribly pale and kept standing, unable to move. So I had to take her and we made our way squeezing through the crowd to the front of a wine shop. A waitress was standing there, not willing to let us in. But when she saw the state of my friend, she opened the door.

So we were standing behind the window and observing the horror outside. We could see just a movement of arms up and down and a stuffed living mass below them. A glass window across the street broke with the pressure of people who had nowhere to escape. They were bleeding from their faces and their bones were broken. What we observed was an action of gestapo -- but gestapo of our own government.

Later on, the waitress let one more girl in. She was half-mad from the terror and kept saying: "I walked over people... I couldn’t do anything else, there was no room to go away... my God, I walked over people on the ground....". Then we saw the police bringing attack dogs; later, the paratroopers arrived. They focused on individuals whom they were kicking to stomachs and backs. Everyone was bleeding and the crowd yelled in agony.

We could see the police very well, too. We saw their faces deformed as if they were mad and their arms were beating in a terrible regular rhythm. They had not enough with beating the standing people, but they kicked also the sitting ones. We thought we’d start throwing out...

We also saw two tanks, or what it was, driving into the people. [...]

When we were leaving, the area was cleared. The blood and destroyed clubs were all around on the ground... Nazis.

The massacre, cont'd...