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The sweat dripped down his face and mask, the dark smoke surrounded him like night.  He didn't know what was going on, but he knew he was there for a reason.  He took a few steps to the left, raised his arms and smashed out the window with his ax.  The shattered glass immediately diaspeared in the smog like smoke.  He threw the ax out the window and started to lift his leg up in a attempt to jump out the window.  Just at that moment he heard a scream, this shocking sound nearly knocked him from the window.  He turned around and stepped back into the room, now regretting throwing his ax out the window.  He wiped the black dust off his mask an stepped through the blistering room.  His oxygen was getting low so he switched it off and held his breath, still avidly searching the room.  Finally he came to the corner of the room, there!  Under a pile wood that had fallen from the roof, a woman lie there barely conscious.  You could hear her faintly breathing.  Her legs were pinned under the rooftop panels.....writers block