“This place could go up in flames soon,” I hear Beavan utter despite myself, “I can’t find your wife, sir.”

“I’m… I’m here…” I try to say, but my voice reaches no where.

Thankfully, a hand grazes my arm. Then the same hand slides behind my knees as another snakes around the back of my waist before lifting me up.

My body moves, but I don’t know what destination in particular. All I know is that soon I could finally breathe in fresh air, and the sound of sirens cuts ...