There was a jungle on the other side of the road. We saw police cars there, with their lights on. We saw them from quite far ahead. Policemen were walking through the jungle with their flashlights and we realised they were looking for us. Meanwhile a helicopter came as well. Somebody said we need to hide so we went to the only place we could do that, a field next to the road. They were looking for us for 20-25 minutes. A lot of them, 30-40 people. The helicopter flew above us and they saw us in its light. It flew around one more time to see if there was anyone else around and flew away.
5 minutes later the police came to us. We were all sitting. I thought that if I'll be in the middle of the group I won't get beaten as badly as people on the outside. I got up and moved to the middle. The policemen came to us and started shouting really loudly. Horrible screams and shouts that scared us. Every one of them had a stick and they went around hitting all the refugees not once, not twice but numerous times. They were kicking us in the same time. We were all sitting at that point and they kept hitting and kicking us for 15-20 minutes. Some of us got hit so bad that they kept crying very very loudly. They've been beaten so badly.
First they were hitting us all in the group, after they started doing it individually. You would think that they wouldn't hit the elderly and the minors but they it them just as much. They didn't even bother to see who was older and who was younger, they just started hitting us right away. There was one man. He wasn't in our group, they caught him separately. They were beating him for 30 minutes. They were asking: “Where is the rest of your group?”, and he didn't know. They grabbed him and smashed his head against the ground breaking his teeth. Blood was coming out of his ears and from his nose. His mouth was cut where the teeth broke. When they dropped us in Serbia he was done, he couldn't move. He just lied down on the ground. We carried him to the Horgos transit zone and they let him stay the night there.
The policemen were humiliating us and laughing at us . They were beating us and joking while doing it. They were saying: “Fuck you! Fuck muslims! Muslims are animals”. They put us all in a line and made us sit down. They were asking each of us where we were from. During this they were still hitting us. It didn't matter if you were in the beginning or in the middle of the line. Whenever they felt like hitting you they would hit you. If one of us was sitting in a different way or if the line wasn't straight they would drag them out of the line they would beat them and push them back saying: “Sit straight!”. In my whole life I've never been that scared. I've never been beaten this way and I've never seen anyone that was beaten this way.
They've started searching through our belongings. They looked in our jackets. Threw our bags on the ground and used their legs to rummage through them, to see what we've got. They kicked everything out and said: “Pack your bags back up again!” They gave us only few seconds to do that, when somebody wasn't doing it fast enough they would hit them again saying: “Faster!” They made us take our clothes off during that time and they were still beating us.
Then they made us sit again and gave us our clothes back. They brought a police van around. There was a small sitting compartment inside and they made us sit in there. They took us to Horgos and got us out of the van. There was a police dog in front of the door and every time somebody would get out the dog would jump on them, barking and scaring them. They made us stand in a line again and one of the policemen held a can of tear gas. Then we saw a police car coming from the Serbian side so he didn't use it. The car stood at the border on the Serbian side.
They gave us a paper and asked which language we speak. The paper we were made to read aloud said: “We crossed the Hungarian border illegally. We now know that we can go legally through a transit zone”, and “if we experienced any violence we can report that” , but there was no number or information how we can do that. They were filming us as we were reading.
Afterwards they deported us. The sun had risen when we entered into Serbia. That's how long they'd spent with us. The Serbian police didn't ask us if we got beaten. In the early days they used to ask us but now they don't anymore. They pointed us in the direction of Horgos. We tried to speak to them but they just told us to go. Nobody asks us. Nobody wants to listen to us.