Willow POV

"Willow?" My dad rushed into my room.

"What the-?"

"Can't you hear the sirens?"

"Bombs?" I started to panic.

"Yes. Shush. Let's go." He pulled me out of my bed. We ran down to the shelter.

"Wait! I've forgotten something!" I sprinted back to the house.

"Willow!" It was too late by then. I held the picture close as the bomb landed.