Bare essentials

Fire is licking at Dalton's feet and legs. The poisonous fumes permeating the air choke, blind and disorient him. It does not occur to him that hand extinguishers are located on either side of the door. Paralyzed with fear, he crouches forward striving to see through the noxious haze, his only thought: Am I to die as did Jozef, leaving but charred remains as my legacy to the world?