The contents of the kitchen and living room were already aflame.
The frantic tongues of fire crackled and engulfed everything, with the thick smoke so suffocating that it felt like an explosion in the throat and lungs.
The scorching pain spread, the terror gripped the heart, and the intense heat blurred vision.
A scared kid was hiding near the toilet.
As Maureen wrapped him with a blanket and tried to charge out, a beam suddenly broke from the ceiling and crashed down. .... "Maureen, wake up."
"Maureen, it's over now."
Maureen was soaked in sweat, feeling as if her head was dunked in sweat, with no strength left anywhere from her eyelids to fingertips.
Her heart was wallowing in fear.
She mustered all her strength to open her eyes, only to find that she was already in a hospital.
The clean ceiling came into her view.
The smell of harsh disinfectant finally overpowered the rolling smoke - Her heart raced.
