The Bombing of Khewa

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time to see a fireball embrace his living room!

He opened his eyes, to smell smoke and see the blurry remains of the basement. Emile clambered to his feet, but fell back over as the reality of what had just happened set in. Emile climbed to his feet again, this time to wearily climb the steps into the mangled remnants of his living room. His house was small, and cramped, but as his father had got a degree back in America he could afford the luxury of a basement. That basement saved Emile’s life. All that greeted him when he reached the top of the stairs was a street that he didn’t recognise, a rubble-strewn street. Emile stumbled backwards and turned around to go back into the basement. As he started walking towards the basement the sound cement on cement reached his ears. He looked up to see a huge wall of cement tumbling off the remaining story of the apartment building next to his house. It fell onto the roof of the basement and perched itself there for a few seconds ...

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