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I heard loud screams coming from a quaint decapitated building as I approached the entrance way I could see the image of a woman standing near the window there were others screaming also I hurried inside only to be overcome by thick black smoke the woman continued calling to me as I made it pass the chard door as two men laid in the hallway the woman wailed I tried desperately to save her apon entering her apartment filled with flames her hair melted to her face her slippers melted to the tarry linoleum I panicked at this horrid sight this woman still alive reaching for me with one hand the other hand was melting against the vinyl drapes my mind wondered how to save this dying woman her nylons began to ignite her legs and apron string I was clearly distraught as sirens could be heard from a distance away the woman reached out again as I reached for her hand oddly she was wearing my ring given to me by my grandmother years ago I glanced in the mirror of this woman's suffering there was so much smoke i could hardly see but to my surprise this dying woman was me
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