An Address Without a Bullet

I am a Yid from Ofakim:

I have a nephew who lives in one of the settlements near Gaza. My nephew was on his way to hakafos in shul, and suddenly a terrorist caught him and pointed his gun at him. The terrorist pulled the trigger, and nothing happened. He tried again, and no bullet emerged! He started checking the gun to find the problem, and my nephew escaped. He ran away quickly and hid among the trees. There he hid for hours that seemed like an eternity. On Motzaei Shabbos he called to say that he had been saved, b’chasdei Shamayim.