"Hey, get up! You can sleep when you're dead!" I shouted.
"Can I be dead now?" Thomas groaned.
"If we don't get out of here now, then sure! The fire's here!"
"The days of fire shall now begin," Miracle said. "The prophecy's coming true."
"You said we're in Salt Lake City?" I asked. "That's not too far from California, is it?"
But nobody really paid attention to the question. Blackjack woke up and saw the flames. Acting purely on instinct, he started running. I grabbed Thomas's arm and jumped on. Thomas landed right in front of me. Miracle started chasing after us. I extended my hand as far as it could go until she grabbed on.
Despite his earlier exhaustion, Blackjack was flying as fast as he could to get out of the fire.