Alice did nas ot know how long she stayed in the shop house her mother. She squeezed her eyes shut and kept her breathing
shallow to avoid inhaling the smoke that was permeating the air . Her lips quivered 25 as she thought of the tranquility she had experienced just minutes ago . Everything had been perfect . Was it just a dream? Alice wished that this was a dream.
Alice and her mothet only dared to venture out when the sound of gunshots finally stopped . Dead bodies were everywhere and sirens
could 30 be heard in the distance . Alice searched for her father . She half expected him to emerge from one of the other shop houses
but her heart snak when she saw his lanky frame slouched over the steering wheel. Her mothe fell to the ground . Alice could do nothing bot stare