Labels:text | handwriting | book | letter OCR: and waiting for the rest - the explosion- seeing them lying around uncovered with Quink to follow. The building rocked beneath us. blood that was still warm and from some. An orange flame from a bursting bomb the blood seemed to flow steadily on. flashed in a downward streak as it passed making a pool of red. In fact, crimson an open window. Screams of human fear seemed to be the dominant colour and pain penetrated through the sound of No matter where we looked our eyes the crashing force of the bombs. Smoke rested on dead bodies, dying people - and acrid smell assailed us through cracked men, women and children and so many of and open windows. We made our way them with horrific injuries. through the debris of plaster, splinters, broken furniture and dead bodies - poor souls, they hadn't reached the shelter in time. Beach Road was closed to us so we decided to go through North Bridge Road. We came upon the dead and dying. Many were badly injured. It was awful See Link The Fall of Singapore 7 8
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