It was supposed to be a beautiful day, with the sun shining brightly over the city. But little did anyone know, disaster was lurking beneath the surface. Literally.
The bridge, once a proud and sturdy structure, now lies in pieces on the riverbed below. The sound of crashing steel and crumbling concrete fills the air.
It was a typical Wednesday morning when disaster struck. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the bridge was... well, not.