The house was in flames that shot up into the sky and whipped around as the wind picked up. Glass burst from the windows and screams could be heard form the neighbors as people rushed to watch in shock and amazement. Knocking came at the door. Flames spit from the edges but the man knocked calmly.
“Your house is on fire, won’t you let me in” he checked his watch and started knocking again. Wood cracked and part of the house started to sag. The heat burst from the hosue and the crowd back up. Yet the man stood. A firetruck could be heard wailing, but it would be to late.
“Get away from there” A man yelled from the corner. He shielded his eyes as the flames became more exposed. The man at the door turned slightly and knocked on the door again.
And it opened.
A women. Blazing just as her house was, stood as relaxed as possible. She gave a smile which radiated even more and the fire seemed to respond to the gesture, whipping back and forth roaring into the night. It drowned the siren which has just pulled up.
“I was wondering if you would ever open up” The man said leaning against the charred door frame and taking off his hat “well, shall we get out of here? I have reservations for us” he said with a grin. The bystanders and the firefighters yelled and hollered. The house nearly falling over into itself burned hotter and more intense. A firefighter was approaching the man, yelling and calling for him to come away from the door.
The man walked through the door frame and the women started to shut the door.
“Let’s blow this pop stand” The door shut completely the flames burst and the house imploded in a torrent of fire, ashe and smoke. The door frame cracked and fell towards the street. The man and women were not on the other side.
Inspired by Night Skies - The Midnight