"Harry Hunter!"
"I'm here!" Harry holds her tightly, wrapping her in a damp blanket, and asks urgently, "Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine! But we can't get out! Why didn't you leave?"
"I've been waiting for you!"
Thankfully he didn't leave, Harry clutched her tightly, a wave of fear washed over him.
"Isabella, cover your mouth and nose, I'll get you out of here!"
Isabella, ignoring the pain in her hand, hastily tears the towel into two pieces, handing half to Harry, "You cover yours too!"
In many fire incidents, few simply get burned to death. The majority of deaths are caused by inhaling toxic gases and suffocating.
The smoke billows, they can no longer see the way.
Fortunately, Harry is familiar with the club too. He leads Isabella towards the escape route only to find it's already destroyed by the explosion!
Harry's heart sank.
This explosion and fire are no accidents, they are deliberate!
