The Guardian There is nothing to break the silence inside the battery factory, where dust coats the abandoned machinery and weeds sprout from crumbled corners. Not even the lone Serb security guard who sits in the shade, guarding rubble.
Daylight seeps in from where a mortar shell has perforated the roof.
Grenades have carved craters on the path to the door. Bullet holes sketch a zig-zag pattern on the walls of the factory, which is surrounded by barbed wire that refuses to rust. Rising up on each side of its battered silhouette are hills baked yellow by the sun. And between the fields are farmhouses with black cavities for windows and doors. About midday today a convoy of about 45 coaches is due to halt outside the factory.