Story number seven: Brody and the flames

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Brody was just going to bed when he smelled something. At first he just thought that Brolyn, the person he shared his house with, farted. But sniffing again he realized that it smelled like smoke.

Smoke?, Brody thought to himself,"Since when was there food to even eat?

This sounded fishy to him, but suddenly a bottle crashed through his window.

Fire!

Brody through blankets at it in a moment of fright and stupidity.

The blankets fueled the fire and it was spreading quickly, smoke filled the air.

Brody coughed Get out of here you idiot.

Brody followed his orders from himself and exited the door towards the front room.

What the- Brody stopped dead in his tracks - before him was another beer bottle that was lit on fire. Brody hadn't heard it crash into the parlor because of his panic in his own room.

"Hey! Over here, Brody!" Brolyn wheezed. Brolyn was near the front door and waving his hands like a crazy person. Everyone's crazy here.

Brody went into gear, the smoke was thick and caused him to crawl across the floor. Heat glazed at every cell of his body causing him to sweat. Almost there.

Brody reached the end of his crawl and got up to his feet. Smoke and ash clogged his eyes so he grabbed onto Brolyn's shirt, letting his friend guide him.

The smoke began to lessen with each step. Almost out of this frier

"There's the doorway!", Brolyn somehow yelled. Brolyn, excited quicken his step and forgot the blinded passenger gripping his shirt. Brody struggled to keep ahold and fumbled. He reclaimed his footing and raced off in what he hoped was the right direction.

Brody suddenly felt cloth, Brolyn's shirt!

He cloth moved and Brody raced after it. Brody felt the heat lessen. He raced harder after the cloth and grabbed it.

"I made it out in the nick of time." He heard Brolyn declare.

Wait if he made it out in time, what about me?

Brody reached out to feel whatever was next to him. Wood really really hot wood.

He heard a crunch and heat crackle.

He sensed the wood and plaster crumble down towards him.

And then he felt nothing.

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