My legs felt like jelly as I staggered forward, trying to move towards the mothers who were desperately trying to shield their children from the danger around them. The loud squeak from the hinges of the emergency exit door echoed in the alley as more women and children burst out into the alley through it. They all wore uniformed terrorized looks on their faces. The mothers ran like headless chickens with their children in their arms, often looking back over their shoulders to check if they ...