PROLOGUE
Danny knelt on the ground in utter and total shock. He watched the flames rise and felt the heat from them grow on his face. He felt the blood trickle down from his head and from different scratches he had received. He could feel the throbbing of every muscle in his body and the pain of when he breathed like being stabbed over and over again. But the pain that hurt the most was not his body, but in his heart. His entire life was over in just a blink of an eye and there had been nothing he could've done to stop it. The worst part of it was that it was all his fault. In the back of his head he barley heard the sirens screaming towards him in the distance. He didn't know how long he just stared at the rising flames, but he suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder and heard a voice say "Hey, boy." Danny didn't look at him. He didn't even make a move to show that he had heard him. "Get an EMT over here now!" the man demanded.
Danny simply watched the flames rise higher when a blurry figure moved into his way. "Young man," the blur said, but Danny did not respond "Young man can you hear me?" still Danny did not respond, but only stare at the flames behind the blur with his mouth slightly open. Before the blur spoke again Danny felt more blood trickle down, but this time he saw red drops fall from his eye lashes and leak into his eye. He squinted, but made no effort to remove the blood. The blur spoke again, but this time not at him "He's suffering from shock! Bring the gurney! We need to get him to the hospital stat!" He looked on past the blur at the fire before weakness finally took over his body and he fell to the ground unconscious.