What is it that distinguishes the victim from the predator? 
It is that innocent look in the eyes
That faces eternity without fear.
Predators sink in the red of the blood they have shed, and retreat into oblivion?
 

Pleased to have finally made my visit here. I’ve heard these stories from my parents. They were children in occupied Nemea. 
Very respectful treatment of a terrible incident.
 

I am glad to come here and see this museum. I got to see the picture of my great grandfather who was killed here. I am at the young age of nine and come here from California, USA. It is a bit upsetting and very important to see this.