His foot slipped, and the torrent swept him away… Painful details of a young man’s death in Zarqa

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The young man walked along the stream, unaware that death was waiting for him. Voices filled the place: "Drowning… drowning!"
He left his house as he did every morning… nothing in his features suggested that this day would be his last. He did not bid farewell to anyone at home, nor did he glance back much.
Walking cautiously along the course of the Zarqa stream, he tried to avoid the mud and water before his feet betrayed him in a brief moment of treachery… just one moment was enough to change everything. His foot slipped, and the stream gave him no chance even to scream. The muddy waters swallowed him with terrifying speed, right before the eyes of people who saw him from afar.
Suddenly, the voices rose: "Drowning… drowning!" People ran in panic; some tried to chase the flow of the water, while others climbed to higher places looking for a phone signal just to call for help. Fear preceded their steps, and helplessness was harsher than their screams.
After heavy minutes that felt like a lifetime, the sound of civil defense sirens cut through the air. Rescue teams and volunteers spread along the stream, scanning the ground meter by meter, while silence hung over their faces, as everyone clung to a thin thread of hope. Suddenly… the gasp that held everyone’s breath came: "Hayo hon… trapped on the rock!"
Heartbreaking moments Everyone ran toward the voice. The scene was unbearably painful. The young man’s body was wedged between two large rocks, and the raging water struck him mercilessly, stripping him of his clothes. A harsh moment that broke hearts before it broke the silence.
But amidst the pain, an unforgettable act was born. One of the civil defense divers, upon seeing the body in that state, immediately took off his jacket while in the stream and covered the young man’s body with it—an act of respect for the deceased—before he and his colleagues began freeing him from between the rocks. This was not a duty written in instructions… it was an act of true nobility.
He was carried out of the water on the shoulders of men who understand the meaning of humanity in the harshest moments… returned to his family in body, after his soul had left them, leaving behind a painful story and a mark of loyalty on the foreheads of the brave civil defense members.
