Things You Save In A Fire Novels & Stories

That shouldn't really be a luckily situation, but I let it go. "Do you know what happened?" "Not yet. Doesn't really matter now, does it? Can't change anything." "I guess not." I let out a long breath. "Everything's gone, right?" "Everything. All the apartments are wrecked. Only stuff that got saved is whatever people ran out of there with. Apparently, there was another big fire across town, and the DFD couldn't get here fast enough." He scrapes a palm over his forehead. "All gone. Even an old car that was parked near the building."

By now the fire had now spread rapidly and was almost near where Zara was. I shrieked, racking my brain for a solution, I knew if I didn't do something, I would lose the love of my life. I almost lost her once, and now again. I wouldn't be able to bear it if anything happens to her, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself, for failing to protect her twice. My eyes landed on a Jar of water on a stool near the door, and I immediately grabbed it, pouring the entire content on my body, that way, the fire wouldn't easily catch my clothes, then I entered the chamber, making sure to avoid places, where the fire was extreme.

It's the best outcome we could hope for. "By the way, Mr. Vexley needs the design urgently. Can you take care of it?" I struggled to pull my hand free from Teresa and coldly stared at her, "Seriously? I barely survived and just woke up. You're not even worried about me, and the first thing you bring up is work." Teresa dropped her gaze. For a second, she looked uneasy. "It's not like that. I was panicking and not thinking straight. I honestly didn't see you back then. Your seat didn't have an airbag, so I thought you had already been rescued."

"Serena carried a cardboard box into the storage room for no reason. Isn't that suspicious? And after the fire started, she had a rescue rope and a protective mask. If she wasn't the arsonist, why would she have those things?" Sophia felt indignant on my behalf. Her voice nearly broke as she said, "Serena is the administrative director. Normally, she wouldn't need to move things into the storage room herself. "But with the company's declining performance these past two years, she's been moving inventory herself to save on labor costs. "As for the fire safety equipment you mentioned, she prepared it long ago. Serena discovered fire hazards in the company ages ago and gave every single one of

I’m shivering now—I need to decide where to build my fire and get my clothes dry as soon as possible. I opt for caution, and for efficiency. My survival training has taught me that if I can, I should build a fire near a rock face, and then sit between the fire and rock, allowing the heat to reflect back upon me from the stone. Using my flashlight, I begin searching for the best spot.

I understand why Cris was so pissed that he cut our vacation short. His house is nothing more than a pile of ash and rubble. The beautiful house that stood here just a few days ago is gone with everything that was inside it. Nev said they called the fire department but they took too long to arrive and he suspects someone, probably the person who torched their house, had done something to delay them. Not that anything could have been saved. This wasn't a normal fire. The person who did this made sure nothing could be salvaged. Luckily, no one had gotten hurt because the perpetrator knew they could get away with it if no bodies were found.

Four families who would never see their loved ones again because I made decisions based on pride instead of strategy just like Claire had warned. The weight of those deaths settled on my shoulders while I watched the fire department spray water onto flames that were already dying down. "Where are the documents?" I asked suddenly while my mind shifted to something even more important than the building itself. "The files I kept in the safe room about my birth parents. Did anyone grab those before evacuating?" Marcus was quiet for too long. "The safe room was the first place the fire started Annie. Someone set charges specifically targeting that location. Whatever was in there is gone now along

The two women managed to be brought out of the burning property with very little damage to speak of. "Where are my parents? Sirs, please I beg you... my parents!" "You're the first ones out of this fire Miss. How many are there sleeping inside?" "Just my mom and dad, two of our managers, a security guard, and one factory worker cause it's the weekend. Our tailoring business is also housed in there!" "Fuck! Guys, the place is filled with extremely flammable material. Better find more respondents to come over!" "But what about my parents! PLEASE, YOU NEED TO HELP THEM! I'll do ANYTHING just SAVE THEM!"

It only served as a reminder that expensive things were not necessarily excluded from destruction by natural causes of life- not fires, not earthquakes, not water; they were just as liable to destruction as less costly things. Due to the fire outbreak, and in the inability of the fire fighters to arrive at the scene in time, the house had been affected by the fire and all of Adrian and I's properties had suffered from the fire. Only a few items of clothing had been spared from the rage of the flames, and those were the clothes that Alisia had been able to retrieve from the house the previous day before I was discharged from the hospital. "Let's go to your room." I said, sitting up and planti

Jay seems lost. My eyes dart around frantically, searching for any sign of escape. Suddenly, I spot a charred piece of wood that has fallen from the flames and rests against the wall, providing an easy path to the other side. Without hesitation, I take my chance and bolt towards it, heart racing with adrenaline-fueled urgency. The heat from the raging fire sears my skin as I sprint towards safety, every step feeling like an eternity. But finally, I reach the other side and collapse in relief, panting heavily as the realization hits that I made it.