There was a man walking through the fire. He seemed preoccupied as if something other than the fire had his immediate attention. The flames licked at him and he struggled to keep his compusure under the intense heat. He trudged forward in utter disbelief as to what was happening. The house was on fire and he had to put it out and put it out now. He could hear people screaming for him not to enter the inferno but he paid them no mind. He was a man on a mission. He ran to the faucets but nothing came out. Bewildered he stared at the outlet in disbelief. Dam he thought the pipes must have melted. I can't believe this is happening thought the man and then it came to him. The intake for the establishment was located in the basement he was sure to be able to draw water there. He trudged through the debis that littered the floor and made his way to the stairs. He rushed down the flight of stairs and ran to where water came into the house. With all his might he renched opn the nozzle and was relieved when water gushed into the room. I have done it he thought I have started a steady gush of water that would keep the house from burning to the ground now he thought how to direct it. He searched for a hose but there was none. He was out of answers. Sudenly it came to him in the garaghe was a hose. He rushed up the stairs and threw open the door to the garage. There was a loud explosion and everything went black.