Murder Story of Wysock Jews on the Bank of the Horyń River in Wysock

…We were walking with hunched backs along Podvisochye Street [toward the murder site] – [suddenly,] a roar rang out from among the ranks of the doomed: "Hooray!", 'Hooray!" [a warning signal]. This scream resounded up and down the procession. A mass flight began. The escorting [Ukrainian] policemen became frightened, and they dispersed among the yards of the houses lining the street. Some of the Jews from the procession kept running toward the Horyn [River] and into it…, while the rest of the Jews remained where they stood. The escorting policemen regrouped and took control over the commotion. He, Bril Begun, was among those who managed to run away and jump into the water, into the Horyn [River]. The murderers were chasing after the fugitives, shooting them as they were swimming across the river. [As a result], many were drowned, and only a few survived.…

…After several minutes of commotion and flight, I found myself lying on the ground in a peasant's backyard, near a dairy barn. I knew that I couldn't dawdle. I got up and ran toward the Horyn River, which [flowed] several hundred meters from the yard where I was lying. While fleeing, I encountered several other Jews who were running in the same direction, with the [Ukrainian auxiliary] policemen hot on their trail, shooting at them. We reached the [Horyn] River. I felt a great embarrassment, since I wasn't a good swimmer, while the river, in the place where we reached it, was deep and full of eddies. However, there wasn't time for hesitation or second thoughts. The bullets of the [Ukrainian policemen] chasing after us were whistling above our heads. I jumped into the river and began to swim. Around me, a terrible disturbance occurred. All those who had managed to reach the riverbank alive jumped into the water. Those who couldn't swim jumped into it, as well, whereupon they drowned, screaming and wailing. The policemen kept firing into the river, on the swimming people, and many were hit and drowned. I had the good fortune to swim across to the other bank of the river. I kept running toward the nearby forest, while the bullets of the policemen were whistling above my head.… The policemen crossed the river in boats and kept firing as they pursued us. We were a group of 20-25 people – men, women, and children.…