You can feel the heat rising up the stairwell as you go down to the landing. With trepidation, you turn to face the first floor's back hallway, and it is quite a sight. The floor itself seems to be on fire! What's more, it seems to be following a pattern,…

The stairs lead upstairs and down, but if you want to get out of here, down would probably be a better idea.

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As soon as you get to the opening of the back stairs, you can see that it's no good. The ceiling has fallen down and there's a pile of burning textbooks blocking the entire stairway. You'd better

go back to the elevator, or try the main stairs

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You reach the landing for the second floor. The fire is building up higher. If you stay here, it'll surely reach you soon. But you're not a fool!

You go into the hallway just outside the landing.

When you get to the main stairs, you see a cloud of black smoke rising before you. Moving cautiously closer, you see flames leaping up the stairs!

Good grief, this will never do!

However, though you are frightened of the fire, you see that it is still on…

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Somehow you both stay on the right side of the hole, sprawling on that strip of formica. You get the mat out from under yourself and put it over the gaping mouth of the window, and prepare to collect your former teacher. It's for the judge to decide what …

You manage to bring Ms. Brett to her feet and she collapses against your back, her chin digging into your neck. Securing her as best you can, you stagger out of the classroom.

On your way out, you kick a metal container lying the the floor.

It is a tin o…

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As you rush back to the stairwell, there's a deep rumbling sound, and you see a hole suddenly appearing in the middle of the hall. Alarmed, you leap across the hole, landing just next to your teacher, and turn around, astonished at the space where the hal…

Despite it all, she's a human being. It's not for you to judge her. You're furious, but still...you refuse to leave her.

So you both rush, as best you can, down towards that plate glass window. It's incredibly hard, but you manage to grab both the welcome…

You stop in your tracks and stare into Ms. Brett's eyes.

"You didn't... start this fire on purpose, did you?" you demand, aghast.

Ms. Brett raises her eyes to yours for a moment, and then they slide guiltily away from your gaze. It's as much as an admissi…

Soon enough, you hear him.

How many times have you heard the line?: "Oh, nooooooo!" Well, one more now than before. An explosion rips through the hallway, scorching the nefarious professor's behind slightly, but you both are uninjured otherwise. But Burt…

You rush to Dr Gundersen's side, careful to avoid stepping in the puddle of gas too much.

"Dr Gundersen? Are you okay?"

Gundersen is weeping in frustration and fear. Maybe in guilt, too. He hardly responds, his eyes still staring at the percarious pile o…

You turn your head and see that Mr Burton has pulled professor Gundersen to his feet, not too gently, and moved him down the hallway towards the front of the building. The fire spread from the burning books into the puddle where Gunderson had been sprawli…

You rush to the boxes. Your hands get close enough to feel if there's any heat coming from them. They seem cool enough.

You open the first box. It's empty.

You rip the second one open.

It contains two full containers of gasoline. What the hell!

Glancing n…