The door swings open. Everything from here on must be earned. It is man against fire, and fire takes no prisoners.
The flames jump past Alan’s head as he quickly starts to douse the flames. As he slowly moves through the building, he thinks about his family and all the things in life that he loves. He sees all of his buddies around him, backing him up, doing their best to bring everyone home safely. He works his way through the front room with the fire dancing majestically in every corner.
He finds the door to the next room and opens it. With a roar, the flames shoot out of the door like a runaway train running loose in the night.
“Watch it, Alan”, shouts Dustin, “We can’t have anyone getting hurt in this place.”
“Noted”, he shouts back trying his best to take his friend’s advice. “I didn’t plan on dying here tonight.”
The flames die down around the door and Alan and Dustin move through the passage spraying water everywhere that they saw flames. “Chief said there’s somebody trapped in here, so watch where you’re spraying that water!” Dustin yells above all of the noise. “We don’t want anyone else to die here either.”
“Noted,” Alan again shouts back. The flames disappear in the room, but the smoke lingers. “I didn’t see anyone. Must be in the next room.”
The next door opens and the two firefighters get a big surprise when they see a blackened head drop to the floor.
“I guess this is the one Chief was talking about,” said Alan.
“It would seem that way wouldn’t it, smart guy,” Dustin comes back. “Firefighter Costa to Command, we have found the girl and are proceeding to bring her out,” he says into the radio.
“10-4,” a voice says on the other side.
“We have to get out of here. This girl isn’t safe, not to mention that she’s unconscious,” Dustin says to his partner.
“Ladies first. You know how I like that good old-time chivalry,” Alan says trying to lighten the mood.
“Now is not the time.”
“Just trying to be positive. Let’s get out of here.”
The two men work their way back out of the house, following the hose line they had brought in with them. As they emerge from the smoking mass of wood, the paramedics immediately grab the girl from Dustin and bring her to a stretcher awaiting her arrival.
“Well that’s my good deed for the day,” Alan says in relief that he is out of the house.
The fire is put out in due time as the two heroes of the day sit and rest while drinking some well-deserved water. Alan wonders how he chose to be a firefighter. He goes back several years to when he was just a kid.
He never had to think about what he wanted to be when he grew up, then came his first day of school. His parents told him, “Now you get to got to school and learn so that one day you can get a good job like mommy and daddy.”
He walks up to the front door of the school, and his dad swung open the door. “Son, everything from here on must be earned. It is man against life, and life takes no prisoners.”