Those that are not identified are buried in a mass grave and many families are guarding sites, seven days on, to ensure their loved ones don’t get lost in the chaos.
Fadeela, the eldest sister of three, is still buried under their building.
Her two sisters were found two days ago while we watched. One was found dead and the youngest, Sham, died later in the hospital after a glimmering moment of survival.
Mohamed is looking for another cousin, a three-year-old, under the neighbouring building.
The choking smell of decomposing corpses fills the air as the search continues.
The masks worn by rescue workers protect from the scent as well as the rising dust.
“We have to endure this smell during our search. It’s hard for them,” says Mohamed.
“This is the smell of swelling bodies in the sun for seven days – and this is why we need to honour the dead with a burial.”
The digger claws through the TV room where his three-year-old cousin, Ainoor, was said to be sleeping.
Her entire family were pulled out alive and are waiting in a nearby mosque for the news.
The entire section is ripped apart and a girl’s blanket emerges and then her shoe. But she’s nowhere to be found.