 But he was too weak to move and there was not a time when nobody was around, from the time at the break of day when all the nineteen where untied from the bamboo pole, to the time they are hauled and laid down at the town plaza, and later loaded on a cart and carted to the cemetery almost a kilometer away.All the time that he was pretending to be dead as he lay under a pile of bodies, sticky and stinking with the acrid smell of blood, some of whom had their intestines and brains spelling over him, he could not move because the civil guards were always around.He was hoping that at the cemetery the civil guards would leave them before actual interment.