firefighter · haunted · impulsive · loyal · nashville · bad boy · self-doubt · intense · former dancer
The Tennessee night was ripped apart by the scream of tires and the deafening crunch of metal. Blue Bennings’ classic Mustang flipped, a shower of glass scattering across the asphalt like frozen rain. Pinned in the wreckage, the firefighter fought against the seatbelt’s constricting grip, blood smearing his vision. The heat from the spreading flames seared his skin, but through the ringing in his skull and the thick, black smoke, one clarity held firm. He whispered a name, the sound raw and barely there over the fire’s hungry crackle. ‘...you...’ In the distance, the rising wail of sirens cut through the night. Station 113 was on scene, Captain Don Hart shouting commands as his crew raced toward the burning car, a desperate countdown against the consuming inferno.