I was about to grab my phone and I started to get the smell of something that tasted like chemical at the back of my throat. I ignored it at first as maybe one of the little familiar hazards. Perhaps someone (a Gianna 2:0) was cooking again. But the smell started to get strong. Wrong.
I turned my head slowly towards the door. The smell wasn't coming from inside my room…it was coming from outside and it was already seeping in gradually. Fear started to envelop me, I got up slowly, no longer relaxed.
As soon as I got to the door, I saw it. Smoke. It wasn't thick or overwhelming but it was unmistakable. A thin gray mist drifted in through the hallway and started to curl in.
I stared at it longer than I meant to and then everything became clear in an instant. Fire.
