The first alarm came before sunrise the dorm was dark the room silent until the siren split the air and turned the world red my body reacted before my mind did boots on coat over shoulders helmet grabbed the floor cold under my feet heartbeat loud in my ears it felt like the sound was coming from inside me more than outside someone shouted let’s go and then we were running toward the truck lights flashing engines roaring I climbed in the back seat hands shaking trying to strap in the gear smelled like smoke and sweat from a hundred fires before this one
The captain’s voice came through the radio calm as stone house fire downtown two story residential possible entrapment my stomach dropped I stared at the reflection of the lights on the window the city passing in blurs of color and rain it didn’t feel real like a movie I had seen too many times and suddenly been pulled into the middle of I tried to remember my training breathing slow checking gloves checking hose lines my fingers numb not from cold but from fear
When we arrived the sky was still dark the house glowed orange like a lantern shadows of smoke twisting into the air people were outside screaming a woman crying someone shouting they’re still in there the captain barked orders like commands from another universe everyone moved at once practiced precision I followed my partner through the yard my boots sinking into wet grass the heat hit my face before the door even opened
Inside the smoke was alive crawling along the ceiling thick and heavy the mask pressed against my skin the world turned narrow vision a circle of gray and flame my partner led I followed searching room by room our voices echoing muffled through respirators the sound of fire like breathing all around us I kept thinking of the night I was saved the same heat the same chaos but this time I was on the other side of it the rescuer not the rescued
We found a man in the corner of the kitchen unconscious slumped against the wall my partner grabbed his shoulders I took his legs we lifted together dragging him through smoke the floor hot under our knees my lungs burning though I had air in the tank every second stretched long and sharp when we reached the doorway the air shifted cooler brighter we pulled him out onto the lawn paramedics rushed forward shouting vitals hands moving fast the man coughed once smoke pouring from his chest he was alive
The adrenaline didn’t fade it just changed shape I stood there watching the flames collapse into themselves water hissing on wood steam rising like ghosts my gloves shaking not from exhaustion but disbelief I had done it we had done it we had walked into fire and come out with life
Back at the station later no one made speeches no applause just quiet the kind that feels heavy the captain looked at me and said good work Lin you kept your head remember that the first call always stays with you I nodded but couldn’t speak the image of the man’s face the weight of his body the sound of the siren still running through me
In the locker room I sat alone for a long time staring at my gear it looked ordinary again just fabric and metal but it held the smell of smoke the proof of what had happened I thought about how close life and death had been separated by seconds by steps by choice and how easily it could have gone the other way
When I finally went home that morning the sun was rising over the city the light soft and golden against the rooftops people walking to work coffee in hand unaware of the fire that had burned while they slept I stood at the window of my apartment watching the smoke from my own hair curl into the air and felt something settle inside me not pride exactly more like peace I understood now why firefighters rarely talk about what they do words are too small for what fire takes and what it gives
That night I placed my helmet on the table and traced the scratches along its edge each one a story already beginning to form this was no longer just a dream it was real the first flame of many and I knew deep down that I would keep walking into them for as long as I could stand

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