Water continues to flood the small room of a humble house in a Rio de Janeiro favela. The floor is now covered with several inches of water, which is steadily rising. Dona Rosa looks around, her face filled with fear as the water reaches the legs of her wooden chair. The rain outside is relentless, and the storm rages on, with occasional flashes of lightning illuminating the dark, flooded room. The telephone lies abandoned on a small table, as Dona Rosa realizes she is unable to call for help --cref <https://s.mj.run/NVo7b_xYcuc> --cw 80