Faster than a fire truck

Keenan was on his feet the moment he heard the alarm. Frowning, he headed to the door of his office and peered out into the corridor. People were streaming towards the fire escape.

“Evacuate,” Bertram said, as he walked by.

Sighing, Keenan nodded. He turned off the lights in his office and tugged the door shut. He followed the rest of his fellows outside to the sidewalk. Then, he sat in the grass and stared up at the building.

He looked over at the street as a fire truck came down the hill. Already, everyone was gathered in the meeting place. It was, on some level, gratifying to know that the entire building could be evacuated before the emergency vehicles had even arrived.

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