Tortured (A Matthew Espinosa Fanfic)

Engulfed

As soon as she tossed the match, I grabbed Zoey by the arm and ripped off the floor and ran away from the can. The match landed inside the can but nothing happened.

Zoey and I started to calmly walk away but we were still the closest ones to it. All of a sudden there was a boom from behind us as the can exploded and knocked me and Zoey to the ground.

I felt my legs and back start to burn, but I was too shocked to get up.

I began to lose vision so I looked to my side to see that Zoey was next to me on the ground. There was smoke and flames all around us. I passed out from the shock.

A few moments later I felt someone pick me up. It was Matthew. I could faintly hear him speak.

"We need to get them out of here NOW!" he shouted, coughing from the smoke. The walls were engulfed in flames and I almost couldn't breathe. I lifted my hand to see that the back of it, along with my back and legs, were pretty badly burned.

Nash was holding Zoey in his arms, looking around for another way out. I looked, too, and spotted a vent just above the floor where Cameron was laying. I pointed to it and they both understood.

Nash and Matt ran over to it whilst holding me and Zoey. Matthew set me down so he could open the vent. it appeared to be somewhat smoke free for now, so he ran over to the other guys and carried cam over. then he went back to help Hayes and Carter.

We all were outside the vent, which was fairly large. Nash and Matt had to help the rest of us get through, then they went in last.

We all crawled for some time until I saw daylight. I hurried to the end and shoved my fist through the vent to get it off.

We climbed out one by one stumbling and struggling as we went because most of us were injured.

As soon as we all made it out, Nash ran to the nearest house to call the police.