A Burning Building (part 1)

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A cacophony of sound. Searing pain and a putrid stench engulfing my senses.


Black.


My sight was compromised, making everything else around me so much more horribly terrifying; or was it already that scary?


"Help me! Help me! Hel-"


From what? What am I doing? What happened? Last I knew I was typing away at my desk, working my 9 to 5. What changed?


Oh. That did.


The lids of my eyes open like a creaking door of a haunted house: slowly and with pulses of pain. A broken fluorescent light above me, flickering lower than its accompanying tendrils of wires, sparking and a snowstorm of embers littering the carpet. 

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