Samuel

🚨Don’t stop talking about Iran. Sara Roustaei, the sister of Mojtaba Roustaei, says her brother’s face was no longer recognizable. Mojtaba was 40 years old. A son of Iran. On January 8, 2026, during the first hours of the uprising in Afsariyeh, Tehran, he was shot and killed by agents of the Islamic Republic terrorist regime. That same night, his family found him in the courtyard of Besat Hospital. He was inside an ambulance. Buried under 17 other bodies. Let that sink in. A family looking for their loved one and finding him under piles of bodies. Later, Mojtaba’s body was transferred to Kahrizak. Two days later, his family had to search through rows of black body bags to find him and bring him home. His sister says the nightmare of those black bags, the nightmare of searching among bodies at Kahrizak forensic center, still haunts their family. And how could it not? This is not something a family ever forgets. This is not grief. This is torture after death. The Islamic Republic terrorist regime did not only kill Mojtaba. It forced his family to live through a second horror just to identify and recover his body. And this is the same Islamic Republic terrorist regime that massacred more than 40,000 Iranians in just two days. More than 40,000 innocent people slaughtered while demanding freedom, dignity, and a future free from tyranny. Mojtaba Roustaei was not a statistic. He was a brother. He was loved. He was part of Iran’s future. Say his name. Mojtaba Roustaei. Never forgotten.