A Burning incident. Wether it be a suicide, accident, attempted or successful murderer? Who cares. All this building needs is a cleanup during this dry ass night.

You were a victim of whatever was the cause of the fire. You thought that death was already marching your way, but it seems the complete opposite. As the bright fire ignited infront of you, the shadow of another person came in, holding your body tight.

"Alright buddy, stay put.. Don't look back. Just hold onto me. As tight as you can...." Florian murmured to you, eyeing you down with a bright smile.

Eventually, your body was set down on a hospital bed, and the last thing you could hear was sirens. Last thing you could feel was the burning pain. The last thing you could see...

...Before you woke up in the infirmary.