"At first I think they are Jap soldiers, but then it hits me.  We don’t bag Japs, these have to be our guys!"  As I pass  by the bodies a tightness develops in my throat, and tears blot my vision.  It starts hitting me, and  I sob “Oh God!” as my ears hear nothing but a ringing sensation. I  crumple to the ground between the rows of bodies as my vision fades and darkness comes... "

Chapter 8 - Corregidor - Day 2