"HELP " I scream as loud as I can, smoke filling up and burning my lungs. "SOMEBODY, PLEASE HELP ME " Even though I am screaming at the top of my lungs, I know that it isn't of any good use. Everyone has already exited the building. I have a few cuts and lacerations on my body, but nothing com-pares to the rest of my body. My arms, legs, neck, and face are in scorch-ing pain. Without a doubt, it is obvious that I have burns on my body. Even though I hear the sounds of ambulances and firetrucks, I am worried that they will not reach me in time. I have already decided that, more than likely, I will surely die here in this restroom. Before I know what is happening, someone is breaking down the door of the rest-room, and getting me out. "Eli." I whisper, before passing out.