I see my skin catch fire, but strangely I can't feel any pain. The artillery shells and rockets are targeted on me. 0400 hours I wake up, with my t-shirt drenched in sweat. The air conditioner has stopped working. Suddenly, there is a jolt as a rocket falls just outside the window.
Debris fills the air.
I hear sirens. I run from my room and down the stairs to the street. Explosions are lighting the sky. There is fire coming from the roof of the Majestic Hotel, just a block away. I fight my way through panicked people whom had been sleeping on the grates to the front of the hotel.