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Another smaller explosion caused Don to leap back. The scene around him made him sick.
Suddenly, Don saw Casey fly back against the wall, and slump to the ground. Don's brain raced as he searched for a solution. They were surrounded by fire, and covered in gasoline... He shook his head. He ran over and grabbed Casey, trying to drag him away from the scene a bit, near some cleaner air. But he needed to get the others out. Now. Don grabbed his mask off of his head. It didn't seem to be gasoline soaked, so he could use it for something. Bandages, anything... He looked around. If they all survived. Don looked back to where Mars and Mikey were, beyond the wall of flames. He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, and looked down at Casey. If Mikey wasn't out in one minute. He was going in...
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