| Situation |
Something with a parachute attached was dropped from an airplane. My body was enveloped in bluish-white light, I was sent flying by the blast and buried under the wreckage of my house. I took my child in my arms and crawled out by my own strength. I looked for my mother but was told to escape, and got away to Nakahiro. I moved to the river, but as I couldn’t swim, I waited in the river until the tide became low. On the opposite bank I met up with my husband again. We put up a hut on the bank and searched all around for my mother. |
