Percy W. Chattey | Akateeminen Kirjakauppa

In the Air Raid Shelter made of steel, they were holding each other tightly, listening to the constant noise of the night raiders as they pounded the city with their bombs. They could also hear the gun fire from the local 'Ack Ack' station; men with guns trying to repel the enemy bombers who were coming over in waves. There was a whistle as a bomb fell from the sky and then another a little nearer, followed by two more, each one louder. The explosions as they hit the ground rocked the shelter. The last in the line screeched as it hurtled downwards was louder than the others. They prayed holding each other tightly knowing the last one was very near. Suddenly the noise of the explosion drowned even their screams, the shelter shuddered, the concrete base splitting like a piece of paper as their steel cover was blown on to its side.