The flame didn’t dissipate.
Instead, it spread, catching onto the wooden beams, and the wooden ceiling
above us.
“This isn’t good.” I glanced
around. The other vipers were either dead, or mostly dead. It was just me, and
the burning building. “What do I do now?”
“Run,” was all Juktha said. Her
voice boomed through my skull, and I instantly took off.
The basement was growing hot around
me, and the fire was spreading quickly. I hoped the others hand made their way
outside, because the last thing I needed was for one of them to come crashing
through the already badly damaged floor.
I made it to the stairs, taking
them two at a time, the fire lapping at my heels as I moved. Then I was upstairs.
I turned, heading towards the front door, but found that the floor between the
basement door and the front door was now engulfed in flames.
Shit, I thought to myself. What
now?
“The window!” Juktha’s voice rang
in my ears again.
I turned my head, and without
thinking, I dove just as the rolling ball of green flame burst through the
basement door and engulfed the entire room I had just been standing in.
The glass burst around me, and I
could feel the heat of the explosion behind me. Then I was crashing into the
ground, tucking into a roll, and praying that I didn’t break my neck. When I
stopped rolling, and the world stopped spinning, I opened my eyes.
Missy, Alana and Doug were looking
down at me.
They were smiling.
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