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Outside, the sky threatened to rain, the somber atmosphere reflecting our mood. Lottie and I left Kessler's house, heading towards the cemetery. All of this was terrible. Everything changed overnight. We didn't know what would happen today or by the end of the day. It was horrible to live in fear.

We walked in silence, each lost in our thoughts, walking through the streets until we reached the cemetery. The cold wind blew, making me wrap myself tighter in my jacket. As we approached, I could see the families of the deceased, gathered in small groups, their faces marked by sadness and despair.

"Eva, Lottie," whispered Kessler, who had decided to accompany us. "We must be strong. This is a difficult time, but being here shows our respect and support."

I nodded, grateful for his presence. Upon reaching the burial site, we joined the silent crowd. The ceremony was solemn and filled with pain. I looked around, seeing the familiar faces of classmates, their expressions reflecting the same p