1123_Libya_migrants Enter a Migrants of African origin rest in a room at the interior ministry’s Al-Nasr housing center for illegal immigrants in the port city of Zawiyah, located some 45 kilometers (28 miles) west of the capital Tripoli, Libya, on August 31, 2016.MAHMUD TURKIA/AFP/GETTYcaption

Customer, customer!! they hailed him. I saw them through the opening on the wall. We had created the  opening without the knowledge of our captors to enable us see things before hand and prepare for them, we did our best to conceal the opening and tried to avoid been caught peeping. The room where we were held was a small room with no windows except for a small opening on the roof to allow air in.  This opening on the roof wasn’t even a means of escape as the roof was so high only a ladder could do the trick. We had worked on our…

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