You tear out through the street and shout for help. A passing neighbor runs to call 911. In back of you, the big building is blown in half, and the old wooden structure is blazing in heat. On the third floor, a stranded tenant is holding out a small bundle from the window.
Too late you hear the bloodcurdling scream from behind. The fire rises to the sky before the city's rescue sirens can even be heard. When you peek back toward the fiery blaze of the building, all you can spy is the smoke.
Life is granted. The child stirs. You exhale in nervous anticipation. The infant's mother, arms freed in desperation, is climbing safely down the trestle-wall. A squad of medics arrive with the rescue team.