5. The Fire Continues
Authors Note: I'd just like to point this out. Hannah, you remember my elevator dream? I put it in here... Poor Joan's head.. Also, this chapter was written before NWS, and before I realized Joan was taller than Iris, so just pretend Iris is taller..
A.L: Bwa. I love writting cliffies. There shall be many more to come..
hgill: Accually, I missed all of GH this week, but I caught it on the Soap Net marathon on Saturday and I was like 'woah, I knew there was a fire but dude..' The basic idea of the fire came from GH, but the rest is mine.
5:40pm
The loby was up in flames. It was amazing that it was even still there. Adam ran through the loby trying to find a way up to Joan and the others. He found a door near the back of the loby that read 'incase of fire, use stairway.' Adam opened it up and took in the fresh air, slamming the door behind him. He'd found a fire and smoke free area. Now he could only hope the others had too..
*
Joan climbed up on the hand rail of the elevator and opened the emergeny hatch on the top before falling over and slamming her head on the floor.
"Ah!" she yelled, then jumped back up and climbed on the rail again, then fell again. She repeated this four more times until Iris finally stopped her.
"As amsuing as this is, you should stop, you could give yourself a concusion."
"What do you care?" Joan asked, brushing herself off.
"I know a thing or two about concusions, they aren't fun. What are you trying to do? Maybe I can help," Iris told her.
"I'm trying to climb on top of this thing and see if we're inbetween floors," Joan said.
"Let me try, I'm taller," Iris said, climbing onto the rail and sucessfully getting onto the top of the elevator.
"We're inbetween two floors. I'm gonna guess the sixth and seventh by the amout of doors. Oh, and one of the cables snaped," Iris called down. The elevator rocked and Iris screamed.
"Make that two! One more explosion and.. well, you know that ride Tower of Terror at Disney?" Iris asked, implying that the whole elevator could go crashing down at a killer speed at any moment.
"We've got to get out of here. Are we closer to the top door or the bottom?" Joan asked.
"The bottom one. Why?" Iris asked, sticking her head in.
"Climb back in here, carefully, and help me open the doors," Joan said.
*
Adam looked at the sign on the wall. '7'. Seven more floors. And they probably weren't even there anymore. He took two more steps and slammed into someone.
"Dude!" Adam exclaimed. The person stepped back and adjusted her glasses.
"Adam!" Glynis exclaimed.
"Glynis! Where's everyone else?" Adam asked.
"There was an explosion, Joan and Iris went one way, Luke and Grace another, and I couldn't see where Clay and Freidman went," Glynis told him.
"Did you see where any of them landed?"
"I believe Joan and Iris landed in an elevator." Adam's eyes widened.
"That's not good.."
*
6:00pm
"Grace?!" Luke called, running over to the rubble. He began digging through it until he reached the beam, unable to lift it. "Grace?!" he called again. He moved some more rubble out of the way, revealing Grace. He held two fingers up to her neck and let out a sigh of relief that she was still alive. Just not conscious. He pulled her out from underneath the ceiling waist, not sure how to wake her up. While he was trying to think of a way to get her to reagan consciousness, he heard her cough.
"Grace?" he asked. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Hey geek," she said. She brought a hand up to her head and let it rest there for a moment, then brought it back down, seeing blood. "Hm. I'm bleeding. Imagine that."
"Why did you do that? Are you insane? Do you have a death wish?" Luke asked her, noticing the smoke slowly filling the hall.
"I had my reasons," she told him with a small smile.
"We've got to get out of here, the hall's filling up with smoke. Are you alright? Can you walk?" he asked her, standing. She stood up and felt her right leg give out, collapsing. Luke caught her and helped her stand back up.
"Think I sprained my leg," she told him.
"You got really lucky if that's all. We need to find a way out, do you think they know we're in here? Do you think everyone else is alright?" he asked, still holding her.
"I think they know, and I hope they are. We've got to find that staircase up to the roof," Grace told him. Neither moved for a moment. Then before either knew what was happening, they kissed. As quickly as it had started, Grace ended it.
"Smoke. Fire. Remember?" she asked.
"Right."
6:30pm
Back in Arcadia..
"And in news around the country, a freak fire has broken out at Boston's number one hotel, the Boston Royal. The cause of the fire is currently unknown, however there are still people trapped inside." Footage of the burning hotel appeared on the screen. "Eight teenagers were reported missing from their school group, and a ninth ran back into the blazing fire to find his friends."
"Helen, Kevin!" Will called.
"Kevin's at work," Helen said, walking into the living room. She saw the hotel on the screen, and read the name.
"That's where Joan and Luke are! Did they say if they made it out?!" Helen asked.
"They said eight teenagers were missing from their school group, and a ninth went in to get them," Will said.
"We have to get out there!"
"Another explosion has just gone off. At this time it is doubtful there will be any survivor.."
A/N: Did you guys think I was gonna kill Grace that way? That's a mean way to die..
Authors Note: I'd just like to point this out. Hannah, you remember my elevator dream? I put it in here... Poor Joan's head.. Also, this chapter was written before NWS, and before I realized Joan was taller than Iris, so just pretend Iris is taller..
A.L: Bwa. I love writting cliffies. There shall be many more to come..
hgill: Accually, I missed all of GH this week, but I caught it on the Soap Net marathon on Saturday and I was like 'woah, I knew there was a fire but dude..' The basic idea of the fire came from GH, but the rest is mine.
5:40pm
The loby was up in flames. It was amazing that it was even still there. Adam ran through the loby trying to find a way up to Joan and the others. He found a door near the back of the loby that read 'incase of fire, use stairway.' Adam opened it up and took in the fresh air, slamming the door behind him. He'd found a fire and smoke free area. Now he could only hope the others had too..
*
Joan climbed up on the hand rail of the elevator and opened the emergeny hatch on the top before falling over and slamming her head on the floor.
"Ah!" she yelled, then jumped back up and climbed on the rail again, then fell again. She repeated this four more times until Iris finally stopped her.
"As amsuing as this is, you should stop, you could give yourself a concusion."
"What do you care?" Joan asked, brushing herself off.
"I know a thing or two about concusions, they aren't fun. What are you trying to do? Maybe I can help," Iris told her.
"I'm trying to climb on top of this thing and see if we're inbetween floors," Joan said.
"Let me try, I'm taller," Iris said, climbing onto the rail and sucessfully getting onto the top of the elevator.
"We're inbetween two floors. I'm gonna guess the sixth and seventh by the amout of doors. Oh, and one of the cables snaped," Iris called down. The elevator rocked and Iris screamed.
"Make that two! One more explosion and.. well, you know that ride Tower of Terror at Disney?" Iris asked, implying that the whole elevator could go crashing down at a killer speed at any moment.
"We've got to get out of here. Are we closer to the top door or the bottom?" Joan asked.
"The bottom one. Why?" Iris asked, sticking her head in.
"Climb back in here, carefully, and help me open the doors," Joan said.
*
Adam looked at the sign on the wall. '7'. Seven more floors. And they probably weren't even there anymore. He took two more steps and slammed into someone.
"Dude!" Adam exclaimed. The person stepped back and adjusted her glasses.
"Adam!" Glynis exclaimed.
"Glynis! Where's everyone else?" Adam asked.
"There was an explosion, Joan and Iris went one way, Luke and Grace another, and I couldn't see where Clay and Freidman went," Glynis told him.
"Did you see where any of them landed?"
"I believe Joan and Iris landed in an elevator." Adam's eyes widened.
"That's not good.."
*
6:00pm
"Grace?!" Luke called, running over to the rubble. He began digging through it until he reached the beam, unable to lift it. "Grace?!" he called again. He moved some more rubble out of the way, revealing Grace. He held two fingers up to her neck and let out a sigh of relief that she was still alive. Just not conscious. He pulled her out from underneath the ceiling waist, not sure how to wake her up. While he was trying to think of a way to get her to reagan consciousness, he heard her cough.
"Grace?" he asked. She opened her eyes and looked at him.
"Hey geek," she said. She brought a hand up to her head and let it rest there for a moment, then brought it back down, seeing blood. "Hm. I'm bleeding. Imagine that."
"Why did you do that? Are you insane? Do you have a death wish?" Luke asked her, noticing the smoke slowly filling the hall.
"I had my reasons," she told him with a small smile.
"We've got to get out of here, the hall's filling up with smoke. Are you alright? Can you walk?" he asked her, standing. She stood up and felt her right leg give out, collapsing. Luke caught her and helped her stand back up.
"Think I sprained my leg," she told him.
"You got really lucky if that's all. We need to find a way out, do you think they know we're in here? Do you think everyone else is alright?" he asked, still holding her.
"I think they know, and I hope they are. We've got to find that staircase up to the roof," Grace told him. Neither moved for a moment. Then before either knew what was happening, they kissed. As quickly as it had started, Grace ended it.
"Smoke. Fire. Remember?" she asked.
"Right."
6:30pm
Back in Arcadia..
"And in news around the country, a freak fire has broken out at Boston's number one hotel, the Boston Royal. The cause of the fire is currently unknown, however there are still people trapped inside." Footage of the burning hotel appeared on the screen. "Eight teenagers were reported missing from their school group, and a ninth ran back into the blazing fire to find his friends."
"Helen, Kevin!" Will called.
"Kevin's at work," Helen said, walking into the living room. She saw the hotel on the screen, and read the name.
"That's where Joan and Luke are! Did they say if they made it out?!" Helen asked.
"They said eight teenagers were missing from their school group, and a ninth went in to get them," Will said.
"We have to get out there!"
"Another explosion has just gone off. At this time it is doubtful there will be any survivor.."
A/N: Did you guys think I was gonna kill Grace that way? That's a mean way to die..
