Geneva – the peaceful city on Lake Léman – was shocked when a loud explosion tore through the late afternoon sky. The private plane carrying Céline Dion, the world’s legendary singer, suddenly lost control and crashed into a suburban field. Just a few minutes later, the entire area turned into a sea of ​​fire. Swiss police quickly arrived, and in the first statement, the emergency doctor confirmed: Céline Dion had died.

The scene of the accident was a hellish scene. Burning debris was scattered across the field, black smoke billowed high, and the smell of acrid gasoline filled the air. Witnesses burst into tears and recounted: “We saw the plane swaying in the sky, then there was a loud explosion. When we ran to the scene, the fire had engulfed the entire fuselage.” Many fans who happened to be near the scene cried out in despair when they learned that Céline was among the passengers.

Paparazzi and international reporters captured the tragic moments: images of rescue workers spraying water to put out the fire, smoke covering the sunset sky, fans hugging each other and crying, flashbulbs flashing through the smoke. Police sirens, fans’ screams, the crackling sound of the plane wreckage combined to create a terrifying mournful soundtrack.

The emergency was desperate. Paramedics pulled Celine Dion out of the scorched metal, but she was completely unconscious. CPR was performed right on the ground covered in blood and gasoline, oxygen masks pressed tightly against her face, still covered in smoke. The count of “one, two, three” echoed through the chaos. Ambulances wailed, cutting through the air, rushing straight to the Geneva hospital.

In the ICU, the blinding white light reflected on the faces of the medical team, extremely tense. Monitors flashed red repeatedly, alarms sounded incessantly. Doctors shocked the nurses multiple times, sweat dripped down their foreheads. An inside source choked up: “We did everything in our power, but her heart was no longer responding.” And when the monitor screen went black, it was also the moment the world lost its greatest voice.

The bad news spread globally in just a few minutes. Céline Dion’s family burst into tears, colleagues everywhere from Andrea Bocelli, Barbra Streisand to young artists posted their farewells. The Canadian Prime Minister, the French President, the Secretary General of the United Nations all sent their condolences. Hashtags #PrayForCeline, #GoodbyeDion, #VoiceOfAnAngel flooded social networks, turning into an unprecedented wave of grief.

A double incident happened right outside the Geneva hospital: when thousands of fans came to light candles, a section of the iron fence collapsed due to the crowd, injuring many people. Ambulance sirens blared again, making the atmosphere even more suffocating.

Geneva night turned into a sea of ​​white candles. In the central square, a giant LED screen projected an image of Céline Dion in a white dress singing My Heart Will Go On, with the words: “1968–2025: The Voice That Will Never Fade”. Fans knelt down, hugging each other and crying. A little girl holding a portrait of Céline whispered, trembling: “She was my angel.”

Céline Dion’s passing was not only a loss for music, but also a spiritual shock for all humanity. The voice that had supported the hearts of millions of people in the most difficult moments was now silent forever. Geneva was in mourning, and the world, once again, lost the light of a star.