Romans & histoires Akimov Chernobyl Face

This was a nightmare. Then I saw a figure crawling out of one of the side doors. It was moving slowly, and was badly injured. It was a man. His clothes were burned. His face was covered in soot. He collapsed on the grass, coughing. He pushed himself up slowly on his hands and knees. When he finally stood up, I saw his face. It was Alexei. He had survived. He looked towards the cars. His eyes found the window I was looking through and our eyes met for just a moment. His face was black with ash, but his eyes were clear. They showed rage, and pure hatred.