Imagine standing in the courtyard of Angkor Wat — a place usually filled with quiet awe, where the stone walls hold centuries of history and silence. But instead of stillness, the air is heavy with smoke. Flames crawl up the ancient towers, red against the blue sky, and for a moment you can’t tell if you’re watching history crumble or something bigger being revealed. Some people run. Others just stand there, phones in hand, caught between fear and disbelief. A cough breaks through the haze, the