*Zefra's POV*
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The sound of my cough echoes inside the room as the smoke dissipates around, and damn, any minute by now, I'd be dead. Well, thankfully, this room isn't made with light materials. It will be the smoke and heat that could exterminate me. f**k! Maybe it really isn't a great idea at all.
When are they gonna check on me? I am hella sure that there is already smoke coming out from here. They could be noticing it already.
But... If there is really no one out there, then... goodbye world. No, there should be somebody out there.
"Hey! Hey! Anyone! Fire! It's flaming in here! Help!!!" I yelled as I hardly bang the door to be heard.
And, I kept on screaming at the top of my lungs for help while coughing, but there is no one coming for me. No. I can't die here in this way.
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