He suddenly feels dizzy as if life were abandoning him. There's a palpable sense of urgency in the air, it's clear he needs to get out of there fast before it's too late. He gets up staggering, his head is spinning, he feels that the ground is giving way under his feet. He fights his way through the flames, dodging exploding machines, jumping over broken pipes, running for his life. He can hear the sirens wailing, he knows he doesn't have much time. He finally arrives at the exit door, he pushes it with all his might, it finally opens. He staggers out, the fresh air burns his lungs, he falls to his knees, he is saved. He managed to escape the hell of the industrial disaster, but he knows he will never forget it.
Before losing consciousness, he witnesses a nightmarish scene: he sees the center's assistants and staff struggling to escape the flames and radiation that surround them, but unfortunately they are hit in a totally inhuman way, like butterflies caught in the a firestorm. The flames envelop them, burn them alive, melt their flesh and skin, reducing their bodies to ashes. The radiation hits them hard, sickening them and killing them in excruciating pain, their screams mingling with the roar of the flames ravaging everything in their path. He can't do anything to save them and he feels panic and helplessness overwhelm him before sinking into unconsciousness, as if falling into an endless abyss. He does not wake up, he remains unconscious, surrounded by the ashes of what was once a place of life and knowledge.
A month has passed, like falling autumn leaves, since the accident that plunged hearts into an ocean of sadness. The wounds inflicted by the violence of the event were healed, like flowers picked to heal wounds. The damage caused, such as broken branches, has been repaired, but the scars will forever be remembered. The souls of those affected by this incident still remain bruised, like trees stripped of their foliage in winter. Investigations and investigations continue, like the eternal quest for the truth, to discover the causes of this accident. Safety measures have been tightened to prevent another drama, like the roots of a tree growing stronger to stand up against the coming storms. Victims and families received the support they needed to overcome this difficult ordeal, like the buds that sprout on the branches in the spring, bringing hope for a better future.
The hospital, an imposing building, stands proudly, with immaculate white walls and an abundance of windows that let in natural light, as if to warm the hearts of the sick. Signposts shine like stars in the night, indicating the various services and departments, while at the reception, the warm smiles of nurses light up the faces of patients and visitors. The hallways are spacious and bright, illuminated by the colorful wall art that adds a touch of life to the ambience. You can hear the footsteps of doctors and nurses running from one department to another, the laughter and conversations of patients, all this creates an atmosphere of life and comfort in this majestic building.
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