I Remember (A 911 Story - Part 2)

This is Part 2 of an on-going story. Read Part 1 here.

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Another plane. This was more then an accident; it was a deliberate plan. But by whom and why Questions spun in Harper's head but there was no logical answer or reason.

But what was that? A voice of someone calling out!

"Help me! Somebody, help!"

A voice called out from the other side of the floor. Someone was in trouble and that knowledge made Harper sprint over ceiling debris that had fallen with impact to were the voice came from.

A huge piece of the wall had fallen and under it Harper saw a young woman who was pinned. She could not have been more than twenty; her face was smeared with dust and a small trickle of blood ran in a tiny stream next to her eye.

Harper rushed to her side. "Don't worry I'm going to get you out from under there. Can you lift yourself up at all?"

The woman nodded even though pain creased her face. Working together, Harper lifting and the young woman pushing as much as she could, they slowly lifted the pieces of wall. Finally, the woman was able to crawl out using her arms. Harper could see that the woman's legs were badly bruised and one was very bloody.

Bending over, Harper helped her up and, while supporting her weight, the two started towards the door. The flames had begun to rise but most of they were still engulfing the computer room. The stairs seemed to stretch on forever but slowly and surely the two women made their way down. The young woman was groaning in pain and her leg was leaving a path of blood.

Without saying anything out loud, Harper let out a prayer. "Dear God, please protect us. If you don't help us, this woman is going to die and I can't help her."

It seemed forever before the front doors came into view, and at the same time it was just nanoseconds of Harper's attention. The sunlight scorched Harper's eyes and she squinted, but at the same time she couldn't breathe. Dust hung in the air like a curtain; it hung in a grey oppression over New York.

Medics rushed over to help Harper with the young woman; they lifted her carefully, favoring her bloody leg, but the woman still screamed in pain. Harper cringed outwardly but no one noticed.

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To Be Continued...