
Carpets soaked in water are not able to dampen the flames that begin to penetrate everywhere. The smoke puff gets thicker, making the chest tightness. The supply of oxygen is diminishing, replaced with carbon monoxide.
Armand was so poulted with the layout of the space that even though the space had been filled with smog, he could still pass through it. He left the first floor, no sign of life. He accelerated his steps towards the second floor. The more it headed to the second floor, the more dense the puff of smoke became. Armand enveloped the body with a carpet that had been soaked, while APAR was in hand.
"Arsha!! Arsha!!" his yell. Trying to find a body in the middle of the smoke. According to the staff, Arsha was looking for him. That means Arsha might be in his room. Armand accelerated his pace.
"Arsha!! Where are you, honey?!" his yell.
Armand had arrived on the second floor and stepped into his study. The shocking sight he saw right in front of the room door. He saw a figure lying on the floor!
"Arsha!!" He ran and immediately calmed down. Armand pulled Arsha's body into his arms. "Arsha!! Wake up!! Arsh!! Honey!! Wake up!!"
Several times Armand tried to wake Arsha up, but it seemed that she had fainted from inhaling too much carbon monoxide gas. First aid for a gas poisoning victim is to take her to an open space!
Armand immediately wrapped Arsha in a wet carpet. Making sure Arsha's body is not hit by a fire while the fire gets bigger. Some ceilings have fallen. Armand has to catch up with time. It is not impossible that the ceiling above it will also collapse.
Finished wrapping Arsha's body, Armand immediately carried the body. In one fell swoop, he started running. Tracing every distance feels very slow. The journey from the second floor to the first floor which usually takes no less than a minute now feels longer. Armand held his breath, preventing carbon monoxide from entering his lungs.
Armand's head started to feel heavy. Oskigen supply is running out. His lungs were burning. Eyes began to twitch and blur.
Within a distance of about fifteen meters, Armand could see several orange-clothed men had already entered the room. His feeling was very relieved. Help has come. Arsha will survive.
Armand sped up a step to narrow the distance, but an unexpected calamity suddenly struck him. A ceiling and an iron skeleton suddenly fell. Spontaneously Armand immediately covered Arsha's body with his body. In a split second, the ceiling and the iron skeleton fell on his back, causing him pain. He knew something was wrong with his back, but Armand ignored him.
A few people in orange clothes immediately approached them. Armand still hugged Arsha tightly. Ignoring the iron that hit him. Little by little, the voice he could initially hear clearly began to disappear. The face and the view that was seen became blurry. Armand doesn't want to be unconscious before Arsha is in safe hands.
Some of them are divided into two groups. One group tackles Arsha and takes her in Armand's arms while the other group takes on Armand.
Seeing Arsha has been moved to a stretcher and taken by DAMKAR officers makes Armand relieved. He did not realize that he himself had been moved to the stretcher in the face down position. The wound on his back was too severe to be carried in a lying position.
They were raised side by side. Armand still had time to see Arsha and grasp the hand before his consciousness was completely lost.
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NB: Sorry if the scene is soap cake2 🤣🙏 author is less creative 😂🙏