The blast happened. Many people panicked and screamed. The sirens were turned on. Worker 1 and 2 had died, Many juice companies had to evacuate, many had died. The skies turned red. My head told me to run. I rushed as fast as I could to bunkers, but one was empty. I entered the empty bunker. I took my stuff inside the bunker. All I could do is to get a gas mask. I had waited until the screaming was over.
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Stories of Parksville: Bataan Nuclear Power Plant
Fiction généraleA town with streets named after flowers. An idea known by people. One massacre, one disaster.
