Panic swallowed me whole.
No.
No, no, no.
This couldn't be happening.
My breathing became shallow as I looked around wildly, my mind desperately searching for anything that could get me out.
"My phone..."
I twisted awkwardly, ignoring the stabbing pain shooting through my ankle.
My handbag had landed several feet away when I fell, far beyond my reach.
"No." I stretched my arm until every muscle screamed.
My fingertips barely brushed empty air.
It was useless.
A sob escaped my lips.
The smoke hanging near the ceiling thickened by the second.
I slammed both hands against the heavy wooden box trapping my leg.
"Move!"
I pushed harder but the box didn't shift an inch.
Tears spilled down my cheeks. "Help!"
My voice echoed through the empty house.
"Somebody, please!"
I screamed
