Preface

Impervious, black smoke took possession of the air, its shapeless form tainted orange from the fire below.

The pungent scent of burning objects pervaded my hyper-sensitive nostrils. The putrid smell of smouldering wood dominated the scene.
The bowels of Hell had been emptied, and flickering, consuming demons of orange and red now turned there rage onto my world, viciously tearing and burning it out of existence.

We all stood momentarily frozen, grief stricken by this cruel tragedy.
I ran towards the burning mass, and threw myself into it, narrowly missing a falling beam as I began to dig…