AIDEN'S POV

As the podium comes crashing down blocking the only exit, the Fire grew more wide spread as nothing but Black smoke Obstructs my View, Like a Vacuum my Lungs inhale the thick black harsh smoke as my Throat dries up and cuts off the circulation of oxygen as I let out a Violent cough, the Fire Grew more ablaze burning everything in sight to ash, my eyes Darted To the Elevator, I Sigh to myself it was risky and dangerous, the Fire might have already breached to Elevator, one step in I'll Roast like Joan's Thanksgiving dinner in a microwave, my eyes darted to the stairs, the carpet...