The moment the explosion hit, everything collapsed in milliseconds. I felt the crushing weight of the world above me coming down, smothering me into the earth.
As I lay trapped, I screamed for my family only to hear a faint voice in response. Rafik, my son, was alive, but he was buried out of reach.
The air thinned as time blurred into a haze of pain. Every shallow breath felt like an effort against the weight of the debris and exhaustion.
I tried to call out again, hoping for a response, but all I felt was the relentless pain pressing down on me, making movement impossible.
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