Mac and Hawkes entered the building. The ceiling hung by wires and cables, dangling over the debris-filled floor. Drywall and tile cracked under each step. The air was filled with dust, dirt, and hot air. Mac suspected a heating pipe had ruptured during the explosion.

"Stella, make sure the heating and electric company have shut everything off. We don't want to add to casualties." Mac said.

"On it, Mac." Stella replied.

Hawkes pointed to the stairwell. "There's the stairwell."

"Stella, Hawkes and I are taking the stair well up to the next floor." Mac said.

"Copy that, Mac. Stay clear of the cables. We don't want Sinclair catching wind of this just yet." Stella replied.

"Copy that." Mac said. He stared up the stairs. Each footstep brought about a series of crunches and debris shifted beneath his feet. He grabbed the scorched and dusty railing to ease his accent up the stairs. The air was clouded with dust. Streams of light emerged from the broken walls.

"What's your opinion on the blast?" Mac asked, turning his back to Hawkes.

"The blast radius was large enough to cause significant damage to the lower levels of the building. Most likely risk of the upper level collapsing." Hawkes began.

"Stella, you get that?" Mac asked.

"Sure did. You want me to relay that to Sinclair?" Stella asked.

"Yeah. We need to check the integrity of the building. If there's any risk of it collapsing, we might to find alternative rescue options." Mac replied.

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Flack moved slowly down the stairs. His body ached all over. He'd wiped his forehead with his sleeve, leaving a trail of blood down his white sleeve. Everything around him looked the same, covered in dust and debris. It was obvious he was lost in the demolished building. Flack groaned in frustration. He had to get out, bring back help. Lindsay was trapped and hurt badly. Danny was trapped up with her but he wasn't leaving her side. It was up to Flack…and he wasn't going to let them down.

"C'mon Flack, just keep going." Flack told himself. "Linds and Danny are countin' on you. Don't let 'em down."

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yeah Flack! go! go find help!

yeah i have issues.

i own nothing