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(Aksana) I’m in the middle of the city. People are running past me and screaming. There’s fire coming from different buildings and I see a woman screaming as she holds a child about three years old out the third story window. I ran towards her and shouted at her while gesturing to the baby. “Save my baby!” she screams when there’s an explosion. I feel the heat of the fire as I’m thrown back into a vehicle, my head bouncing off the car before I hit the ground. Suddenly, the scenery changes, and I’m running through the forest desperately looking for something - no, no, I’m looking for someone. My heart is pounding in my ears. I call out to someone, but I can’t hear my own voice. Just then, the feeling of someone watching hits me and the need to run takes over me. My feet move, but it’s li