Residents in the region of B were urged

Families ran for cover as the sky turned violent and the wind began to scream.

In minutes, a normal day became a nightmare of flying debris, collapsing roofs, and rising water swallowing streets.

Sirens still echo faintly over Region B as exhausted crews push through flooded streets and tangled power lines.

Inside crowded shelters, children sleep on borrowed blankets while adults whisper about what they lost and what might still be taken.

The storm has slowed, but its presence lingers in shattered windows, uprooted trees, and the uneasy silence between thunderclaps.

Authorities are now focused on clearing roads, restoring electricity, and checking on isolated neighborhoods that went silent when the grid failed.

Volunteers continue to arrive with food, generators, and dry clothes, turning fear into a fragile kind of solidarity.