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**** "It's her!" I cough while trying to analyze her status, her pulse rate is abnormally low and that makes me panic. What even makes me more angry is the fact that she is tied up to the bed. The ropes won't budge "Fuck!... Kye, throw me your pen knife! She's tied up" "Okay, and make it fast, the roof looks like it's about to fall apart any minute" When the knife gets to where I am, I cut the ropes and carry her from the bed. When I turn to move to the direction I came in, there's more fire there "Shit!" I curse. Kyrah looks unconscious. I hate this! I hate myself for letting her go by herself "Kye" I cough, the smoke is making me dizzy and I don't like the feeling "Is there another way out?" You are not dying here, Scott. Not today. "I can't see anything right now!" he shouts ***