Emma raced down the rough path, clutching the child tightly to her chest as if both of their lives were hanging by a thread. The small child, with wide, terrified eyes, buried their face into Emma's shoulder, gripping her shirt with trembling hands. The landslide had turned into a nightmare. The sound of rocks and earth sliding down the mountain, crashing together, roared like the frenzied screams of nature. All around them were the horrifying cries and heartbreaking sobs of those caught in the chaos.
Screams and pleas for help blended into a terrifying soundscape. Emma could feel the ground beneath her feet tremble, but she didn't dare stop. Her legs moved swiftly, her pace quickening even though fear gripped her heart like never before.