Roland hit the ground hard, the wind knocked out of him. For a moment, he lay there, dazed and disoriented, wondering what had happened.Then, he heard a faint voice calling his name. It was Anthony, and he sounded worried."Roland? Roland, are you okay?"Roland tried to move, but pain seared through his body, making him gasp. He felt like he had been hit by a truck. "I'm hurt," he moaned.Anthony rushed to his side, his face tense with concern. "What happened? Are you badly hurt?"Roland tried to sit up, but the pain was too much. "I don't know," he said, gritting his teeth. "I think I broke something. My leg. It hurts so much."Anthony looked around, his eyes scanning the wreckage of the building. "We have to get you out of here," he said. "But how?"Roland groaned, feeling helpless. He knew that they were in trouble, that they needed help urgently. But he didn't know how they were going to get it.Then, he heard a faint sound, the sound of sirens in the distance. "Help is coming,"
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