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"Cough, cough, cough." Ding Yiyi hid herself from the thick smoke coming up from the stairs. She stayed at the triangle in the wall and the road in front of her was blocked by steel bars that had fallen down.

Her clothes were sticking to her skin, almost burning from the heat. She resisted the urge to hide behind a window to the side to let her breath in. She felt a shadow rush her way