It’s a private museum not subject to the usual rules and scrutiny of the establishment so they can do what they want.
Their money-man reckoned the way to pull in the big bucks was to give the public something it craved and so after a great deal of brainstorming and very little soul searching they hit on the idea of bringing to life the darkest of the twentieth century’s crimes.
The curator went along with this but demanded the highest quality props – real blood, she said, only real blood.
And it had to be human.
Unaccompanied children get in free.
Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ weekly 100 word writing challenge. Find it here and put pen to paper.