Novel & Cerita Smoke Gets In Your Eyes Book

I tried glancing at the front, but the smoke was too much. "Hades," I called only to inhale more smoke and cough madly. Covering my nose with the back of my injured hand, I hit on the window for help. I didn't even know if he was alright, and it made fresh tears generate in the back of my eyes. My lungs burned from the lack of oxygen, and black dots began to appear in my vision. Perhaps that was the end of me. Perhaps that was how I'd die. For Hades...

Eloise – First Person POV The smell of smoke still clung to my clothes. It had seeped into the fibers, into my hair, my skin. Even though the fire department had left hours ago, the scent was a constant, nauseating reminder of how close I had come to losing everything.

Locked. I screamed, kicking, pounding, throwing my weight into the wood. Smoke was already curling under the cracks. I could hear the fire catching, licking, whispering, growing. Flames danced around the edges of the room, crawling like living things. My lungs started to burn. My eyes stung. The heat was suffocating. No. No. No. Not like this. I dropped to the floor, crawling toward the window, but the thick smoke blinded me. I coughed, choking, my vision blurring.

I took a deep breath, inhaled and exhaled air into my lungs, and then closed my eyes tightly. Magnus placed his right hand in my head and said, "Dear, it's now time to put you to sleep." Startled, my eyes flew open. "What? Why? Is that necessary?" I asked worriedly. "Because I have to fight with the thick smoke residing in your eyes," Magnus revealed the truth. "What? You mean to say that the thick, dark smoke covering my eyes is alive?" I asked, shocked to the core. I was horrified to learn that a parasite was living in my eyes.

Frantically, I run back to the main part of the store. My eyes land on the broken window. It might be the only way for me to save myself, but there’s so much smoke and fire that I can’t be sure if it is safe. What if I try to escape that way and catch myself on fire? Panicking, I stop in the middle of the store, tears pricking my eyes. It’s getting harder and harder to breathe by the second, and my throat feels like I just swallowed a handful of glass. I cough, pulling my elbow up to block my nose from inhaling the thick smoke.

The only clear path was straight ahead. Unable to see anything up ahead, Ma Xiao-Er’s eyes began to tear up from the smoke, she would wander around as smoke continues coming into her eyes. Clouding her vision, she tried to make her way closer to the light, but that light was the fire, slowly burning stronger. She tried to wave the smoke away from her face, but when she managed to see up ahead of her, she was already at the edge of a massive hole.

His brown hair looked disheveled, like his fingers had run through it countless times. He brought the cigarette to his lips and inhaled the smoke before turning his head my way. His brown eyes captured me like a moth to a flame. "What are you doing here?" He blows out the toxic fumes in the air as he regarded me without a speck of emotion looming in his eyes.

It was hard to tell where or what was burning because the smoke was everywhere. I took the edge of the blanket and used it to rub my eyes before coughing into it. It was getting harder to see and even more unbearable to breathe so I decided I had to get out. I hurriedly ran to the store front and pulled the draw under the cash register open before rummaging through it for the store keys. I took them out with my hands shaking from the urge to cover my face. When I unlocked the door I tumbled outside, a wave of smoke following behind me. I clambered to my feet, my chest still not feeling relieved and my eyes still stinging.

I cried while waiting for his next motive but Instead I felt him pull out the cloth from my eyes . my eyes were blurry from the tears was trying my best to make sure that I got to see the light . I saw the man light his tobacco and sipped from it . The man turned to look at me and he just scoffed . "Get out "he said as cold as ever

"Get flat on the floor, Amy! Right now! Keep your face against the concrete!" She dropped to her stomach instantly, crying out in sheer terror as the thick smoke began to blanket the upper half of the room. I spun around and sprinted blindly toward the metal shelving units bolted to the far wall. The smoke stung my eyes so badly that my vision blurred into a watery, stinging mess. I slammed my hip hard against the sharp metal frame of the shelf, but I completely ignored the sharp flare of pain.