VOSHN 52

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="047"><tr><td class="etesti">047</td><td class="edate">Around noon on August 6<sup>th</sup>, 1945</td><td class="eage">42 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>In the basement, they cried.</td></tr></table><table summary="haikei"><tr><td class="bg" background="../../photo/img152.jpg"><div class="large"><p>When an office building collapsed on top of basement, an elderly couple working there as office servants and some women were buried alive."  Help!  Help!  Mom!", their cries were heard.  We wanted to rescue them, but implements such as pickax had disappeared.  At the moment of atom-bombing everything had been blown off and vanished.  We had to immediately start on evacuation.  But as we heard the cry, we couldn't do so.</p><br><p>When we came to ourselves, surrounding lumbers caught fire and started to burn.  The fire heated up our bodies so that we were soon unable to stay there.  I shouted "We have been surrounded by fire!  We will be burnt alive, if we stay here!  Everybody, say a prayer to the Buddha!"</p><p>We all chanted the prayer and ran away while hearing the cry which sank sharply into our hearts.  As we were escaping from the scene, we felt that their cries were pulling our hairs from behind.</p></div></td></tr></table></body>