Aftermath

He asked if I was alright and that the stairs had been blown up and the only route was now lost, which I vaguely remembered hearing from my hazy consciousness.

As the fire became hotter and the smoke thicker, Alvin claimed he sought a helicopter, but the structure was too small and tight for it to land.

"First, wait by the window." He gave instructions.

As a result of the fire, roof tiles fell from time to time. Kevin's arms protected me. They both moved slowly since they needed to avoid falling rubble on their heads and keep a close eye out for unforeseen fires.

When the hollow shaft collapsed to the floor, I instinctively reached out to shield Kevin.

A single stroke should be enough for the scorching metal to scorch the skin of my palm into a blackened pulp, and the agony caused me to sob.

It hurts ten times as much as a cigarette burn...

Kevin and Alvin both exclaimed, "Jill!" at the same time. I'd never heard them yell at me with such intensity.

I tried to act normal, but all I co