Chapter 44

"Die" the person under the black robe croaked in a scratchy voice.

"It won't break, it's tempered glass"

"Shit" Carlos swore.

"Is it just me or do I smell something burning" I asked as I looked around.

"Smoke. Kitchen" Blake pointed to the kitchen.

The kitchen door suddenly caught fire.

"Shit" we ran towards the kitchen door.

"Let's put out the fire" Lena suggested.

"Stop" Chris voice made us stop.

"What?" Lena asked impatiently.

Chris watched the fire flick for some seconds before he said gravely. "It's electric fire"

"Call the police and fire brigade" James said as he went back to trying to make the chains holding the door loosen.

The oxygen inside the cafe was starting to get overpowered by carbon dioxide.

I coughed and covered my nose with my arm.

The police arrived with their sirens blaring, behind them was the fire truck.

A loud bang and everybody stopped moving.