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What began as a memorial service dissolved into terror within moments. Hymns were cut short by gunfire. Sirens replaced prayers as families fled the church steps where they had gathered to mourn. By the time the chaos subsided, two people were dead and six others lay wounded outside a Latter-day Saint meetinghouse in Salt Lake City. The gunman had already disappeared, leaving behind shock, bloodstains, and a devastated Tongan community.

They came to honor one life and left grappling with unimaginable loss. Outside the Rose Park 5th Ward building, grief turned into panic as shots rang out, sending mourners scrambling for safety. Community leaders rushed to the scene, overwhelmed by frantic calls from families desperate for answers—who had survived, who was injured, and who would never come home.

Investigators quickly began reviewing surveillance footage and interviewing witnesses as city officials promised accountability. But assurances offered little comfort in the immediate aftermath. A place meant for remembrance and refuge had been violated by sudden violence. In the Tongan congregations that share the building, prayers shifted from mourning the dead to pleading for the wounded. As the community begins the long process of healing, a lingering fear remains—cast over a sanctuary that no longer feels unquestionably safe.

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