The crematorium at the Ravensbrück concentration camp.

Mrs Gluck a prisoner, remembered the crematorium, her bed stood near a window, and at night when she could not sleep, she watched the smoke pour out of the chimneys:

 “And oh, the terrible odour, we could force our eyes closed, but we could not keep the stench of death from our nostrils. When we were awakened at 4 A.M, the first thing we saw was the flaming smoke- the first thing we were aware of was the smell.”