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Tom opened his eyes and stared deeper and deeper into a sad, dark place that never ends.
No, God wouldn’t do that again.
He stretched out, feeling for a pulse but there was nothing.
He sat up and looked across the room. Death surrounded him. Tears fell profusely.
No, God wouldn’t do that again.
Tom stood up, and gently took off the straps releasing his daughters’ little arms as his tears fell down on their lifeless bodies.
Tom yelled out to Vic to help him, but silence filled the room. And when Terry didn’t reply, his knees buckled, and he fell alongside his children with a sense of complete hopelessness.
As he sat up still, holding on tightly to his daughters, he was puzzled about their skin, how grey and cold it had been. At first, he’d thought maybe his mind was playing a mea
