subtletylost
Formerly fishii
This is just a scene from my WiP Doomed. It's not yet decided how important it is. Just thought I'd post something. Let me know what works and what doesn't, anything that catches your eye good or bad, if the dialogue sounds is good. If the whole thing is believable and if my grammar is good. I'd also like to know what you think of the characters and description.
Any edits suggested here, style, grammar, or character wise will be applied to my future scenes and writing but I am not going to edit anything that's already been written until September or I reach 60,000 words, whichever comes first.
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On our way to lunch we walk up the science hall and pass by the forbidden hall. Approaching the cafeteria Diana suddenly stops. Turns around and runs as fast as she can back toward the forbidden hall. I run to intercept her, but she dodges around me. I reach out and grab her arm. "Are you insane? I told you this morning that we are not allowed to go down that hall."
"Do you smell that? Do you hear that?" She pulls away from me and runs down the hall.
"Come back here!" We run after her. She slows down. It's hot on this hall. The air tickles my nose and throat. I cough. "Diana wait come back."
"Do you smell that?"
I stop and sniff the air. Smoke. I smell smoke. I cough again.
BAM! BAM! "HELP!" A weak cry reaches my ears. Looking around I can't see where the sound is coming from. "Please! Someone!" The voice cries again. Where is it coming from?
"I smell fire," Joe coughs.
Diana goes up to a door on the left. I walk up to it too. "Someone! Anyone," the weak voice cries from inside.
"I know how to handle this," I say. I hover my hand over the handle, feeling the heat coming from it. I step back a little. Ready myself and kick near the handle as hard as I can. Then fall to the floor quickly, as a flame burst of the room. I peer through the smoke and notice a still figure on the floor. I run in. Smoke. Heat. Flames. Grab the person. Fireman's carry. Up onto my back. Back out. CRASH! Part of the ceiling crashes down. Right where we were.
We head back up the hall as fast as we can. "Anna. Fire alarm." She runs ahead and I hear the fire alarm sound. The smoke and flames follow us up the hall. We run out the end of the hall. Mr. Lanter stands there. I can see Anna motioning toward the hall and us. "It's not a prank," Joe calls to him.
"Mari, your pants leg is on fire," Diana says and takes the person from me. I stop, drop and put out the flames.
"This way then," Mr Lanter says. He takes the person from Diana and leads us to the nearest fire exit. Once out and away from the school. He lays the person on the ground. I can see now that it is my friend Ashton. Her clothes are ripped and a little singed. Mr. Lanter calls over his walki-talkie to let the rest of the staff know where the fire is.
I kneel beside Ashton and check her for a pulse. My phone buzzes in my pocket, I ignore it. I can barely feel her pulse. I check for breathing, like I was taught to. She's breathing that's a good thing. "Ashton, can you hear me? Ashton?" I place a hand on her stomach. Something wet and sticky. I pull my hand away and red. I sniff it. Blood. Feeling for the spot and then finding it, I rip the fabric away from it. She's cut. "Joe, jacket NOW."
He doesn't argue. He just pulls his jacket off and hands it to me. I place it over the cut hold it on. Mr. Lanter comes back to us, looks at Ashton and then radios that someone is hurt. My phone buzzes again.
I get Anna to pull it out. Two unread messages.
Do you have enough money on your lunch account, ~Mom I ignore that message.
Your dad is on his way. That is the 2nd message and it's from Bobby an officer on the police force.
I say to message him back. "What about an ambulance?"
Twenty-five seconds later he comes back with. Yes fire and ems are on the way too. Are you hurt?
I say this message. "No but my friend Ashton is and it's bad."
Is she breathing? Does she have a pulse? Is she bleeding?
I say, "Yes to all three."
I alerted the EMS driver, they are on their way faster than first response time.
I say, "Thanks."
"A new message from Sarah," Anna tells me. She's hurt more than you know. "Having a psychic cousin must be awesome."
"No it's really not," I say. "I don't really want to know half of what she tells me. The other half I don't need to know."
Any edits suggested here, style, grammar, or character wise will be applied to my future scenes and writing but I am not going to edit anything that's already been written until September or I reach 60,000 words, whichever comes first.
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On our way to lunch we walk up the science hall and pass by the forbidden hall. Approaching the cafeteria Diana suddenly stops. Turns around and runs as fast as she can back toward the forbidden hall. I run to intercept her, but she dodges around me. I reach out and grab her arm. "Are you insane? I told you this morning that we are not allowed to go down that hall."
"Do you smell that? Do you hear that?" She pulls away from me and runs down the hall.
"Come back here!" We run after her. She slows down. It's hot on this hall. The air tickles my nose and throat. I cough. "Diana wait come back."
"Do you smell that?"
I stop and sniff the air. Smoke. I smell smoke. I cough again.
BAM! BAM! "HELP!" A weak cry reaches my ears. Looking around I can't see where the sound is coming from. "Please! Someone!" The voice cries again. Where is it coming from?
"I smell fire," Joe coughs.
Diana goes up to a door on the left. I walk up to it too. "Someone! Anyone," the weak voice cries from inside.
"I know how to handle this," I say. I hover my hand over the handle, feeling the heat coming from it. I step back a little. Ready myself and kick near the handle as hard as I can. Then fall to the floor quickly, as a flame burst of the room. I peer through the smoke and notice a still figure on the floor. I run in. Smoke. Heat. Flames. Grab the person. Fireman's carry. Up onto my back. Back out. CRASH! Part of the ceiling crashes down. Right where we were.
We head back up the hall as fast as we can. "Anna. Fire alarm." She runs ahead and I hear the fire alarm sound. The smoke and flames follow us up the hall. We run out the end of the hall. Mr. Lanter stands there. I can see Anna motioning toward the hall and us. "It's not a prank," Joe calls to him.
"Mari, your pants leg is on fire," Diana says and takes the person from me. I stop, drop and put out the flames.
"This way then," Mr Lanter says. He takes the person from Diana and leads us to the nearest fire exit. Once out and away from the school. He lays the person on the ground. I can see now that it is my friend Ashton. Her clothes are ripped and a little singed. Mr. Lanter calls over his walki-talkie to let the rest of the staff know where the fire is.
I kneel beside Ashton and check her for a pulse. My phone buzzes in my pocket, I ignore it. I can barely feel her pulse. I check for breathing, like I was taught to. She's breathing that's a good thing. "Ashton, can you hear me? Ashton?" I place a hand on her stomach. Something wet and sticky. I pull my hand away and red. I sniff it. Blood. Feeling for the spot and then finding it, I rip the fabric away from it. She's cut. "Joe, jacket NOW."
He doesn't argue. He just pulls his jacket off and hands it to me. I place it over the cut hold it on. Mr. Lanter comes back to us, looks at Ashton and then radios that someone is hurt. My phone buzzes again.
I get Anna to pull it out. Two unread messages.
Do you have enough money on your lunch account, ~Mom I ignore that message.
Your dad is on his way. That is the 2nd message and it's from Bobby an officer on the police force.
I say to message him back. "What about an ambulance?"
Twenty-five seconds later he comes back with. Yes fire and ems are on the way too. Are you hurt?
I say this message. "No but my friend Ashton is and it's bad."
Is she breathing? Does she have a pulse? Is she bleeding?
I say, "Yes to all three."
I alerted the EMS driver, they are on their way faster than first response time.
I say, "Thanks."
"A new message from Sarah," Anna tells me. She's hurt more than you know. "Having a psychic cousin must be awesome."
"No it's really not," I say. "I don't really want to know half of what she tells me. The other half I don't need to know."