We get out of the car to look around and there's another group of journalists there doing the same thing. One of those journalists is David Blundy, a British reporter working for The Sunday Correspondent newspaper of London.
A single shot rings out and Blundy, who was standing in the middle of the intersection, collapses. Then there's a couple bursts of gunfire and it's over. Everybody in the intersection hits the pavement and, if possible, gets behind anything that offers cover. Arturo, a couple of colleagues, a Salvadoran civilian and I move up to Blundy.
"Get me out of here," was the last thing I heard David say as we carried him to a nearby vehicle and rush him to a hospital in a van commandeered by a group of Spanish journalists who had arrived on the scene.
David did not survive his wound, a single shot to the rib cage.