Dostoyevsky’s book, House of the Dead, is based on the authors’ personal experience with the Russian justice system over one hundred and fifty years ago in Siberia. Dostoyevsky had been arrested in 1849 and at first been sentenced to death for being involved the non-revolutionary Petrashevsky circle which read some Hegel and perhaps dared to critique the Imperialist policies of Tsar Nicholas I. After a terrifying mock execution, Dostoyevsky was sentenced to 6 years of hard labour, later reduced to 4, in Siberia. The prison camp was a hell hole, a tomb for health, time, and life; a place of of brutality, inhumanity, death, tears and paradoxically, of humanity and caring. He reflects near the end of his sentence, of the passing of the tedious arduous days “…as the dripping of water from the roof after rain, and”… burying each day with satisfaction that it was over and gone” (pp. 339, 340). With his perceptive professional eye, his existential philosophical-religious social perspective, and his writer’s ability to express his observations, the author captures the specifics of many enduring moments especially of the micro-dynamics of prison life. The reader becomes witness to life in the prison camp as well as the author’s inner struggles to make some sense of all the senselessness. Incredibly he survives with his faith renewed, a personal resurrection from the dead, from the house of the dead. During all those deadening days what had got him through was his hope for resurrection, for renewal, for a new life (p.339). His release and resurrection is described when having said his goodbyes, his fetter are removed by the blacksmith: “The fetters fell to the ground. I picked them up. I wanted to hold them in my hand, to have a last look at them. Already I could hardly believe they had ever been on my legs at all. ‘Well God go with you!’ said the convicts in voices that were curt, gruff, but somehow also pleased.’ Yes God go with you! Freedom, a new life, resurrection from the dead…What a glorious moment!” (p.356-357).