Faster faster, pants on fire

Before I know it, the smoke filled up the entire room. The fire slipped through my fingers and conveniently dropped onto the waste paper basket.

My train of thought stopped midair. I tried to direct the smoke out of the room. Frustrated, I watched the room burn.. unable to do a thing. There is a limit to the amount of energy I can absorb.

20 minutes later, the firemen finally made their way through to my room and rescued my body. I managed to follow them to the truck as I saw my apartment swallowed in flames. Whoever made that call, thank you Namaste!