I hear someone outside the door; a rakish voice that I find soothing and welcomed. “Are you in there? Are you there?”
What’s left of the fiery door breaks down before I can respond. It smashes forward and there is a hulking figure dressed in a fireman’s bright yellow outfit, boots, hat, mask, and jacket. The door frame of orange-red-yellow fire consumes him. Black smoke collects around his bulky figure as he rushes towards my bed and leans over me. The fireman takes control, says, “We’ll get you out of here, man. I’m here to save you. Everything’s going to be all right. You just have to follow my move, okay? I won’t hurt you.”