The world was spinning. Gregory’s head throbbed violently, his vision blurred as he struggled to regain his bearings. The deafening roar of collapsing concrete and twisted metal was all around him, drowning out every other sound. He could feel the heat of the explosions still lingering in the air, a reminder of the chaos that had unfolded just moments before.For a brief moment, everything went silent.Then the pain hit. Gregory groaned, forcing his eyes open as his body screamed in protest. His vision cleared just enough to make out the cracked, dusty ceiling above him. He was lying on the ground, the concrete beneath him jagged and uneven, the once-sturdy floor now a maze of wreckage and destruction.The building was falling apart.The air was thick with dust, and the sharp tang of smoke stung Gregory’s nose. He pushed himself up, gritting his teeth as his muscles screamed from the effort. His head spun as he took in the scene around him: rubble, scattered debris, and the faint soun