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His wife was still asleep so he changed clothes and went back out. As a journalist, he was trained to see everything firsthand. He stopped first at the compound of the Emir. He couldn't believe his eyes.  The whole neighborhood (the Emir lived in a compound with other members of his family) had been burned to the ground. Only the wall surrounding the compound was still standing and it was burning. While he was looking, two planes flew over, targeting the compound and dropping bombs. One of Fuad's neighbors, a military officer, had been taken to the ruined compound by the Iraqis and told that all of Kuwait would be destroyed in the same manner if the military resisted. The officer was allowed to approach the compound; there he saw the hands and feet of women and children sticking out of the rubble. 

As Fuad drove away, he had to swerve around the dead bodies in the streets. The Iraqi tanks had just rolled over the bodies of the Kuwaitis, deliberately smashing their faces.

About this time, Fuad began to think about food for his family. He turned around and made a dash to the supermarket. The supermarkets were crammed with panic-stricken people. Fuad panicked along with the crowd. All he could think of was his daughter and her favorite food, chicken dipped in catsup. Fuad found himself rushing from store to store trying to find chicken. He managed to get catsup but no chicken. He had worked himself into a frenzy over this need to find chicken and neglected to buy anything else. On the road he spotted a chicken delivery truck and managed to get the driver to pull over. Fuad ran toward him and bought three dozen chickens. 

Relieved, Fuad drove home with the chickens. At the front door he was met by his wife who was crying and screaming and hanging on to their baby and asking what they were going to do. Fuad calmed her down somewhat and they made a shelter in the basement with beds, blankets, food, and water. 

About this time, a doctor from the hospital called and told Fuad to come and pick up his mother who was being treated for a heart condition. The Iraqis were raiding the hospitals and all the patients had to go home. When Fuad arrived at the hospital, he was shocked at the number of dead people. The morgue was filled to capacity and dead bodies were stacked everywhere. 

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