That night I heard that there was a military post at Buziracanda. I decided to get out and go there for help. At 1AM I started walking towards it. My wife showed me the way and advised me to go first to her parents' home, so that her family could escort me to the military position.

I went to my in-laws and stayed there one week. The army then started to shoot in the area. It became very dangerous to move around. This made it impossible to reach their position. I was really worried, but God protected me. That night I decided to continue. "Are you leaving?" My mother-in-law asked me. She was a Hutu, I remind you. "Yes," I said "You could be killed on the way and there is nothing we could do for you."

I walked alone that the night. At 2AM, near Buziracanda, I came by some soldiers. Some of them recognized me. "Are you Ndayishikaniye?" They asked. "How can people rise from the dead?" I told them that I wanted to reach the military position. I was exhausted and hungry.

Early in the morning, I continued on my way. I arrived at the military position and told them what happened . Commandant Niyukuri was in charge. They asked me what happened to the wives and children who stayed there. I replied that I didn’t know whether they had been killed, or whether they were still alive. It was more than a week since I left home. They immediately decided to restore order to the area.

I arrived to the army post at 6AM. By 9AM we were at my place. We found no one there. The houses were empty. Even my house. Eventually we found the women and children hiding behind some big rocks. "Why are you hiding?" the soldiers asked them.

"We were afraid of the people with guns," they replied.