I don't know how long I had been in, but my low-air alarm had been going off longer than I wanted it to. I'd gotten separated from the line when something collapsed or exploded. I don't know what, but I no longer had the line in my hands. I could hear air horns going on outside the building as I crawled over wreckage, furniture, burned debris. I looked for light, any light. My eyes were well accustomed to the darkness. I'd lost my hand light and my helmet light when things went sideways.
Then the low-air alarm trailed off, and after a couple of breaths, my mask sucked up against my face. That was it, no more air. If I opened the mask, I'd suck in the unburned carbon particulate, and toxic fire gasses, and die, choking. If I didn't, I'd just use up the air in my lungs, become unconscious and die.
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baronessekat) wrote2014-06-18 11:28 am
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Then the low-air alarm trailed off, and after a couple of breaths, my mask sucked up against my face. That was it, no more air. If I opened the mask, I'd suck in the unburned carbon particulate, and toxic fire gasses, and die, choking. If I didn't, I'd just use up the air in my lungs, become unconscious and die.