Cora was asleep, they all were. But Cora was in the deepest sleep, nothing could wake her, not even a fire. She dreamt of the fire, the way the smoke curled inside her lungs. The screeching fire alarms sounded like finger nails on a chalkboard. The stinging pain of the fire seemed almost real, to bad it was. In fact it seemed to real to the point where she realized it was. She tried to escape her dream, but she couldn’t. She could escape the fire in her dream, but her body wouldn’t move. She was stuck, no way to escape the fire. No one could here her scream. No one knew were she was. She had no way to survive.