Syria: Memoir Of An Assad Torture Chamber

After Hamza died, Ahmed took the stone out of one of the few olives he was given for lunch by the prison guard and used it to scribble on the wall. "In memory of a father of three girls, who passed away in this cell. He wanted to live." Ahmed had known Hamza for only a few minutes, but, he says, he will find him impossible to forget. That morning, Ahmed had just been thrown into solitary confinement upon arrival at the government's political security branch in Damascus.