I look down and I see that my dog hasn’t left yet… wait thats odd, she has a doggie door so she can get out into the hallway but she hasn’t left. I didn’t really think of why. I go see if the door leading out into the apartment building hallway was ingulped in flames like everything else. It wasn’t. I slowly open the door and see that the fire is down the other hall where the Johnsons lived. I hope they are okay. I pick up my little doggie who was still barking at me for some apparent reason and run out into the hall, as soon as I zoom out the door, the ceiling to my aprtment collapses! My only obejection now is to get out of here alive.