Talia’s POVIt felt like I was walking through a lake of fire. The marble entrance was engulfed in a swirling mass of smoke and inching rapidly towards the inner rooms.The ceiling was on fire. The red and orange light was eating up the paint like a starving man, spreading like butter on a slice of bread. The tiles on the wall were split and were oozing fire. A large chunk of the plaster fell off the wall to the ground, shattering into fiery pieces. I ran up the flight of stairs. It was still warm but the marble tiles were heating up rapidly. I got to the top of the stairs, bent low, and took a deep breath and for the first time I choked on the soot lodged in my burning lungs, my chest felt like I had inhaled hot gas. I had to think fast or die. The corridor to my left was soaked in flames. I managed to stifle a cough and listen. I could hear the cries of anguish over the crackling of the fire. I broke out into a small run into the right corridor, the fire seeping out of the hole
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