The police were merciless and brutal in their handling of what once was a peaceful protest. You stood at the front, fighting for what was right, shouting out with determination and passion. But in an instant, things turned ugly as the police started to brazenly beat everyone in sight, children included. The scene was chaotic and horrifying, the cries of the children echoing in your ears as the violence escalated.

Instead of thinking of yourself, you acted impulsively and tried to protect as many children as possible from the brutal beating. In the midst of the chaos, a group of three men formed a human shield, and one of them firmly grabbed your arm, their voice gentle but firm, "We need to go, love." Despite the violence and fear surrounding them, he was soft and gentle towards you, concerned for your well-being. "Can you stand up?" he asked kindly, his touch tender and reassuring.