fire drill plans
...we got to the fire, the more I smelled ash and sutt. As we got closer, it was dark and hazy with a giant smoke signal in the sky. The smoke signal said, “come, I am waiting for you”. Finally, we turned on a street, and I set my eyes on this beautiful three story 17th century home with wood finishing all around it. The only thing ugly about it, were the raging flames through the windows. I jumped off the truck and got right to work. The door was wide open; therefore, I directed my partner to preceded into the home. Once inside the house, I caught the first glimpse at what my officers called, “Satan”. I was sweating from both heat, and exhaustion, and could feel the burning in my eyes. The immense heat would evaporate my sweat in seconds. I walked around the first floor not knowing what would meet me at every corner. I soon came to realize the fire was upstairs. I could hear the roof above me spaul and crack like crying plastic in a furnace. I could hear mortar and wood igniting and spreading. I would soon forget the heat, but then fight task of visibility. I went upstairs and saw the flames rolling on the walls like waves in a storm. The flames were as hot as the water we put. I could no longer see where the fire was, as the vapor and thick smoke would soon cove...