Matilda's heart plummeted, "I...I didn't know either."
Without a moment's hesitation, Criss, just like Cyprian had done moments before, decisively turned and dashed into the billowing smoke, his name being shouted from behind him, "Wait, Criss, there might be a second explosion! Criss, don’t go, let the professionals, the search and rescue teams..."
Criss, eyes red with determination, pushed forward, only to be firmly grasped by a firefighter racing to the scene, Criss struggling, "Let me go! My brother is in there, my brother!"
"Sir, please stay calm!"
The firefighter also shouted, "We're sending people in for the search and rescue, can you describe what your brother looks like?"
"He's biracial, about six-foot-one, he was with a kid, my best friend’s son..." Criss was nearly on his knees, pleading, "Please, save them both, they were together, a tall guy and a little boy!"
"Okay, sir, stay calm, we'll do our best—"
Clutching the firefighter's yellow hazmat suit, Criss's voice trembled, "He's the only brother I’ve got, my whole life, just one brother..."
In the face of such tragedy, the firefighter, who had seen too many moments where humanity was pushed to its limit, could only support Criss, "Someone's already gone in for the search and rescue, sir. Please, try to remain calm and trust us."
Matilda approached from a distance, "Criss, the more you think about it, the more anxious you'll become. Maybe they're already evacuating with the crowd?"
Criss embraced Matilda, "They just have to be okay..."
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