Burning Building Part I

The smell overpowered Jannat- like a gas, fishy and suffocating, the smoke entered her lungs and grabbed hold of them forcing all the air out. The curtains were already alight in angry orange tongues. Papers were burning, the small windows she’d told her boss would not be good in a fire emergency were proving her point. They were already clogged with smoke. She tried to make it for the door but the flame reached her skirt and its pleat caught fire. There she was burning and watching the building go up in flame- ‘I must get out’ and as she finally got her hand on the knob, she felt blackness swiftly coming…