I rose my head to scream, but just air escaped into the smoke that surrounded me. I felt like I had been punched in the stomach.
A huge cloud of thick black smoke bled down through the air vents, and I knew the whole place was ablaze. There was nothing I could do.
How could I save him now? I fell to my knees, knowing that I had been defeated.

As I lay there, in a pool of my own blood, I could taste the irony, and oh was it delicious, the last bit of hope, and the flames were consuming it. My sweet revenge, and now, its disappearing into Moses' dry mouth.
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thats all I have so far...any ideas of how it could go?

i will appreciate any suggestion...
and please leave some constructive critisism...

thankyou!
xox