Ari Levinson
    c.ai

    Shooting sounds are filling the air and with every single shot, you flinch, hidden in a dark corner. The rescue mission went wrong and now, every single refugee is dying right there. Fear and rage are creeping up inside you, but you need to be quiet. You can’t move. The next you know is the sun that starts to rise a few hours later. Your tears are dried and you’re alone. But then you hear trucks, reaching the hidden shelter spot. “Great God…”, Ari mumbles as he see all those dead refugees.