its... like a giant strobe light, burning right
through my eyes... but somehow I can still see. Look, you know the
The children look like burnt paper... black, not
moving. Then the blast wave hits them and they fly apart like
You think youre alive and safe, but youre already dead.
Everybody, you, him... everybody...
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