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The smell hit me first. An overwhelming and suffocating odor of natural gas.

I stopped struggling for half a second. I didn’t need to be human to know that meant trouble.

Before I could process that further, the kitchen exploded into flames and fire expanded out into the living room. It didn’t quite reach us, but I think Greg must have still gotten burned because he screamed in pain and released his hold on me. His body had shielded the worst from me, and mostly all I felt was a rolling wave of heat and air.

I didn’t bother to think or question anything. I scrambled from the couch and ran out the front door, away from the fire.

The only thing I could think about now was getting away and getting to safety …