“Leave me alone!”

The man screamed while a firefighter tried to drag him out of a collapsing building.

“Leave me alone or you’ll regret it.”

Half of his right leg was crushed by the fallen debris but the firefighter was still trying.

“None sense! We’ll get out of here together alive!”

Panting heavily, the firefighter shouted. After an arduous battle with the debries, he finally managed to tear the man away from his damaged leg. With only one and a half legdangling on the back of the firefighter’s head, the man rambled.

“Oh, you’ll regret it. I can’t see your regretting face.”

“Why do you keep saying that?”

The exist is only a few more steps away, but more and more grits fell from emerging cracks.

“Because,” the man smirked, “it was me who killed my mother and sat this building on fire! Then the kitchen blew up and everyone died!”

He said as if bragging, waiting for the firefighter to react. And indeed, like he expected, the firefighter stopped. But he did not let him go.

“That’s not my business. Maybe you’ll face your consequences when you get out of there but my job is to save people from danger and as far as I know. You are a human. And you are in danger.”

Touched by his own speech, force rushed back to his tired body and the firefighter marched toward the exit.

“My job is to keep you alive to face your fate!”

But his steps worsened the collapsing of the building. As they were almost touching the exit, the ceiling fell on both men like a hand smashing on to mosquitos.