Colin watched his companion pull out a flamethrower and light it. He turned back to see a cluster of oxygen tanks in the hall.
"Wait, don't!" Colin shouted as hot flames spewed out.
The gamer ran around him and watched the oxygen tanks grow red hot.
"Ruuuuuuun!" Colin yelled as the oxygen tanks began to crack.
Moe and the flamethrower user didn't realize until a giant fireball engulfed them.
The crew ran as fast as they could in the other direction while an inferno crawled up the side of the hospital.
"Well, that was a bust." a clerk spat.
"Now's not the time, Sam!" Colin shouted.
They drove out along the highway, unaware of the wind that blew the flames towards a nearby tree.
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Colin held his face in his hands, sighing in udder defeat. He couldn't find Phill a doctor, he got Moe and that other guy burnt alive, and nowing his wrecklessness that fire was heading this way right now.
"My fault.... my fault.... it's my fault....." Colin murmured incoherently.
He watched the window as the others slept, feeling like a failure, feeling like an idiot, feeling like an idiot... seeing a reddish-orange glow?
Colin looked outside to see the hills beyond. Sure enough, a fire was roaring as it singed everything in its wake. He looked around in desperation until he spotted a car with the door open. Colin acted without a moment to spare...