 In the morning mist in this mucky bay, the men would be boarded on the ship. And their first appearance that they see, they would walk on board and there's no room to sit down or lie down. It's so crowded that men are literally on top of one another. The weakest, the youngest, the sickest end up lying down by the portholes. And even though they're boarded up, it's freezing. It snows, it rains. A lot of them would freeze to death. A lot of them would be frozen stiff in the morning.