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crunching the bones. The other end of the beam smashed into the grand piano, splintering it to pieces.
Bricks from the fireplace littered the floor.

Through the dust and noise, ChayaтАЩs father yelled her name. He staggered into the room, horror on his
face.

тАЬIтАЩll get you out!тАЭ he said.

Before he could move, the ceiling collapsed, raining boards and plaster. The room was white with dust.
Chaya screamed for her father to save himself, but he didnтАЩt answer.

A beautiful morning had transformed into darkness. Chaya shivered as she struggled to move. The beam
had her legs pinned. Her father lay under rubble only a few feet away. And she heard nothing but the
most fierce earthquake in history.

Darrion Stahley was lonely. Her mother had been arrested a full week ago, and Darrion felt powerless
to help. Darrion had been brought to Donny and Sandy MooreтАЩs house for safety. Early that Monday
morning she chatted withSandy. Donny was heading to the church. Just talking with theMooresmade
Darrion feel better.

Mrs. Moore had lost a baby in the disappearances. She and Donny said they looked forward to seeing
their child in heaven someday.

Darrion leftSandyeating her breakfast and reading the paper. Darrion retreated into the shelter Mr.
Moore had built under the house. It wasnтАЩt finished, but Darrion was able to relax there.

Darrion was angry at her mother for getting arrested. They could have gone back to their cottage in
Wisconsinand no one would have known. Now her mom was in the custody of the Global Community,
falsely accused of murdering her husband.

As Darrion thought about ways to help her mother escape, she heard a rumbling. The room began to
shake. She screamed for Mrs. Moore, then heard a crash above. The floor of the basement caved in.
The limbs of a tree pushed through a hole in the kitchen floor.

Darrion pulled the door of the shelter closed. She knelt with the earth shaking violently around her, and
she wept with fear.

Vicki held on. It was the only thing she could do. She was on top of Mrs. JennessтАЩs car, her feet
touching the tree that held them suspended over the chasm. The car rocked as Vicki moved slightly.
Though she couldnтАЩt see in the dark, she knew her only chance of escape was the tree. If she could
make her way back along the trunk to its base, there was a chance she could climb up the bank to safety.

She gingerly leaned down to the driverтАЩs window.

тАЬMrs. Jenness, you have to climb out,тАЭ Vicki screamed.

тАЬItтАЩs the only way.тАЭ

тАЬI canтАЩt,тАЭ the woman said.