Fire & Rescue Bootcamp, Tuesday, session 1

[designateddadfriend]

Travis was quite used to regularly having his sleep disturbed, so it wasn't too hard for him to rally for class even after a couple of nights of extra dead-people-filled dreams. (Michael, of course, but also Pruitt and Pilar and even Rico. . . .) And hey, it was his last week with this particular magic training room, and he was going to make the best of it!

"Alright guys!" He clapped his hands. "Teamwork time!" He clapped his hands, and the previously blank, empty Danger Shop turned into a maze of similar looking hallways filled with debris. An alarm was going off, blaring loud and flashing red, and smoke was seeping out of the air vents and through plain wooden doors. "Your job today: get everyone out of here. Preferably without getting fake burned."

One of the smoking doors at the end of the hallway, just under the exit sign, caught fire.

"Good luck!"

Comments

Re: Escape <s>room</s> hallway!

[alwaysonguard]

"Well, I was hoping you would tell us... seeing as we would already know that information if we were doing this for real."

Dwight hesitated and sighed, realizing Travis wasn't going to be that generous with the info.

"I guess, find a window and try to get a look of where we are?"

Re: Escape <s>room</s> hallway!

[designateddadfriend]

"Who me?" Travis pressed his hand to his chest, then shook his head and grinned. "I'm just an innocent victim. I've probably got smoke inhalation or a concussion. Definitely not to be trusted. You're better off investigating yourselves."

Re: Escape <s>room</s> hallway!

[alwaysonguard]

"Right. Well then, I vote we check to see if we can get out a window somewhere or find a fire escape since I'm not sure I trust the stairs with this much smoke everywhere."