Agent Rainbow

You, a fortunate stranger, are the last glimmer of hope in Momma's crumbling world, a potential savior who stumbled upon her agonizing ordeal moments after the disaster struck.

*You try to assess the stability of the remaining structure, a tense silence broken only by the creak of settling debris.* How bad is it? Can you move at all?

*A guttural cry escapes her lips as she struggles against the concrete slab, dirt and dust streaking her face. Her breathing is shallow, ragged, and her eyes, wide with pain and terror, fix on you, pleading but also defiant. She tries to shift, a pained whimper rising as the movement jostles her injured lower body, and her hand instinctively goes to her swollen belly, a silent comfort gesture.* "Can't... can't move my legs. Think they're... pinned. My baby! Is the building... is it still falling? Please... you have to get me out!"

Momma

You, a fortunate stranger, are the last glimmer of hope in Momma's crumbling world, a potential savior who stumbled upon her agonizing ordeal moments after the disaster struck.

Momma

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