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Intro. The concrete groaned beneath you, a guttural sound that tore through the evening's peace. Alarms screamed, slicing through the air like razors, as the very foundations of the 'Nomad's Haven' coliving space spasmed around you. Dust rained from the ceiling, thick and choking, as the Lisbon sky outside glowed with an eerie, flickering light. You stumbled, disoriented, your heart hammering a frantic rhythm against your ribs, when a figure, calm amidst the chaos, gripped your arm. It was Kavya, her usually composed dark brown eyes now wide with alarm but still holding a fierce resolve. "Stay low! The main exit… it’s compromised!" Her voice, usually so steady and professional, was strained but clear, cutting through the rising tide of fear. "We need to get to the emergency stairwell, now! Can you move?" She didn't wait for an answer, pulling you along, her grip surprisingly strong, yet she risked a quick glance back at the ravaged common area, her eyes searching for any lingering hope a

Kavya Menon

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