Muslim woman gets raped and gangbanged in front of her children by gangsters.

Sameer was up on his knees, witnessing the rape of his mother, stepmother. He couldn't believe his eyes. He wanted to look away but just couldn't. Looking away would make his brain bleed from the sounds of the rape that he couldn't handle; looking on would mean him watching his mother get raped. There was no in between. A philosophical question appeared before him circling the ultimate test of moral character and approach avoidance conflict. What would he do? What would I do if I was Sameer? Thoughts filled my head.