A War-cry
They bombarded the city, there is smoke everywhere. I can't see anything clearly. But I can hear sirens wailing. There is faint cry in the air. Someone is talking but faintly. I walk close to the sound. Someone is talking from the site of the collapsed building. "Is anyone there?", I call loudly. No answer. But someone is definitely talking, all this smoke and I can't see clearly. I think there is someone.
