The Cold Wind Whispers

Chapter 3: There's No Time

Trigger warning: Blood, fire, and being trapped

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The Cold Wind Whispers

Chapter 3

There's no Time

Oh guh...her head hurt like someone ran into it with a train. She opened her eyes to see the water. Her head swam and she nearly threw up. Concussion. She opened her eyes again to see people rushing around the fire house. Getting on there rescue gear. She felt someone lift her from the ground. It took her a moment to recognize them.

"Clemmons?" She felt his hand on her forehead. Oh the sting on that. She could see his mouth move, but she couldn't hear anything. She spotted Buster who ran over with what looked like a tin box. But once he opened it the top spilled over the size. He picked up the water and poured it over her head. Freya hissed closing her eyes. She could hear them...sort of. It was like they were yelling at the end of a tunnel.

"But if we don't get her to a hospital now she'll more then likely end up with damage." She felt something being pressed against her head and being wrapped up.

"There's no time..." Freya held the cloth there and slowly stood up with Busters help.

"Ma'am...?" Clemmons wasn't sure about this at all. The look of his superior officer was bad. She was showing full signs that she could pass out at any moment.

"The city needs us Clemmons and I have no time to be done. Get in your vehicle and lets go." She climbed into the front seat. "Buster..." She threw her keys to him. "You have point."

The front? He had the front? Buster looked down at the keys and then up at Feldmen who loaded her robot up onto the back. It would be useful now.

"But where to first?" Bob asked, looking around at his chief.

"Yeah its not like people are calling for help." Sarah said over the radio.

"Darn...phones must be down. We'll work from the worst to the least. Fires...go. We save the people, not the buildings. Lives are our priority." Clemmons pushed the rig up to the large building that looked like a department store. Three stories tall.

Buster stood up on the top of the truck and looked inside. The top floor was completely engulfed. How did a place get so bad so easily? But then again there were a lot of things within to catch fire. He turned to the Chief as she stood up. "We're going to need the latter at the top. There are people up there!" She called out and watched as Buster and Sarah ran into the building.

"Are there any more people in there?" She called out. The woman sitting on the sidewalk told her everything she needed to know. "It looks like we have kids in there!" She called out.

"Buster and Sarah are inside ma'am." Bob called carrying down a woman with her pet dog. The dog kept growling at him. He chuckled nervously. "Cute...dog..." being happy to put the dog and his owner on solid ground only to have the dog go after his ankle "Good doggie..." Bob jumped back up onto his rig and climbed back up onto the ladder for the last person.

Buster had pulled down his mask looking around. He couldn't call out for anyone. He would knock on things with his flashlight. Sarah called out.

"Hello! City fire dept!" She called out. Buster paused and held up his hands hearing someone crying. He walked into the fitting room area. Sarah smiled at him and nodded. It was the girls fitting room area. So she walked into the room and knocked on the door lightly.

"Hello...my name's Sarah. We're with the City fire dept. Do you need help?" She opened the door just a little bit to look inside. There was a little girl inside...a familiar girl..."Madison?" Sarah asked.

~Creak~

Sarah gasped rushing forward pulling Madison to her. Another set of arms pulled them both close as the ceiling caved in.

Freya's heart skipped a beat as she watched the roof cave in just as Clemmons pulled the last person from up there. They were a little worse for wear. But...what about Sarah, and Buster? Where was her crew?