| Description |
Everyone, soldiers and regular people alike, took on a strange appearance like ghosts and other spirits of the dead, and you couldn't tell the difference between the men and women. In the midst of all this, there were three male junior high school students who had just sat down where they were. "Hurry up and get out of here," I yelled at them. They replied, "We can't walk anymore," so I started off but from behind I heard a choked voice say "Mother…" The eyeball of the youngster in the middle had popped out and was hanging down, grasped by his left hand. |
