I was so afraid. Why did I have to be there? Because it was my job. I was so frightened.
More flashing lights, more darkness, more dancing heat so hot it could sear the very thoughts in your head.
Ahhhh! Somethign had fallen from the charred and burnign ceiling.
Fell on my arm.
Burning, burning.
No gear helped.
It was so hot.
I was so desperate.
GET ME OUT!
Oh, no! I heard a voice. No, it can't be a victim. It's the fire again. It's talking again. Screaming.
Stay there, don't seperate the team!
It was so very hot.
HELP ME!
Oh, there it was again.
GET ME OUT!
I had found a door.
All my instincts told me to check it for heat.
I didn't.
There was fire inside.
Burning, eating, living.
Then I was running, running to escape...running for my life.
I was desperate.
It was so very hot!
HELP ME!
And then suddenly ...I was out ...