I hurried to my office, the stationmaster's office, only to find that half of it was buried under the rubble. The upper floor where the Nihon Shokudo Restaurant used to be located was collapsed. I feared there might be a few people injured and buried underneath. It hit me then that the assistant stationmaster's office was just beneath the restaurant, so I looked around and called out, "Assistant Stationmaster! Assistant Stationmaster!" There was no answer, and I was rather relieved, presuming he had escaped. Then I came back to the stationmaster's office, where I felt very hot.
It was so hot that I was afraid a fire would break out spontaneously. It suddenly occurred to me that the bomb which was dropped over us was likely the same as the one that was dropped over Hiroshima. I was so horrified.
In the meantime, the police box opposite from the station and the tourist office a little away were on fire. Soon the watch-house on top of the second floor of the station building began to burn and then the fire jumped to the eaves of the shed on the roof. Throwing water out of the buckets was of no use for the fire was up high. Finally the fire spread to the station building itself.
The passenger cars and freight cars in the railroad yard began to burn spontaneously.
The fire was now out of control.