Helen recovered within the week, and Amon drove her just as mercilessly as he had before. The only difference was that, every so often, usually once or twice a week, he would come down to the basement at night and force himself upon Helen.
Every time he did so, she forced herself to that other place, where no one could hurt her and she could not feel the pain. Distancing herself was the only way to protect herself, and so she did. But very soon that changed.
Several months later, a man named Oskar Schindler came to visit. Helen had heard of him of course – who hadn't? – and he spoke kindly to her. He told her that he would soon take her to his factory where he would protect her and she would be free. So she had something to look forward to, even as seasons passed and the mysterious man did not make well on his promise. Whenever the pain got to be too much, she would think of Oskar Schindler, and immediately feel better.
One day, Amon came to her while she was cleaning. She flinched, thinking he would beat her again, but instead he told Helen that she was to change into different clothes and put on the Star of David. The camp was being liquidated, and so she was to join Oskar Schindler in his factory.
Helen did not know why this had happened and did not realize the lengths this man had gone to get her on his list. Nevertheless, she didn't look the gift horse in the mouth, and scrambled to do as Amon asked.
He delivered her to the Emalia factory and told Oskar in a broken voice, "Take good care of my Helen."
Helen looked at Amon, terrified at this sudden display of affection. Would he still let her go?
But Amon said goodbye and left her with the other Schindlerjuden. She wept in relief, and Oskar hugged her. She cringed, thinking he would hit her, but then remembered that he was not Amon, and allowed him to put her arms around her and whisper in her ear that she was safe now, and no one would ever hurt her again. He would not allow it.