I don't know. Look at the sky. The terrors begin, as Allah described in His Book.
And when the trumpet is blown, it will be a tremendous day.
The mountains move and become like scattered wool.
And when the seas are set ablaze.
Where can we run? I don't know. Where is my family? My Lord. Here.
There will be no escape, and people will be gathered, and everyone will stand in a situation.
Unlike any situation they knew in this world.
Even silence becomes terrifying.
The sun will draw near to creation, and people will be in sweat according to their deeds.
This is confirmed in Sahih Muslim. O Lord.
Have mercy on us.
O Allah, save us. O Allah, have mercy on us. When will this situation end?
The Day when a person will flee from his brother, his mother and his father, his wife and his children.
A person will remember every moment he wasted. How did I waste all these years?
No wealth will benefit here, nor any status.
Nor fame.
There, a person will know what he has sent forth for his Day.
We must find someone to intercede for us. Go.
Look for someone who will ask our Lord for us. Stand for the one for whom the people were gathered.
The reckoning. What is this book of mine?
Nothing a person has done will be hidden from him.
Nor what he left behind.
I wish I had done something for this day.
Everything you thought was important will seem insignificant on that Day.
Now imagine that you are standing there.
What will you have with you?
So do not wait for that Day to repent. O Allah, grant us safety on the Day of the greatest terror. O Allah, grant us safety. O Allah, make us among the people of jannah.