Caroline was on the fifteenth floor when the fire broke out. She rushed to the stairs but the flames were rapidly moving upwards.
She raced back up, flung open the window and shouted for help.
A ladder was extended to her window.
Before it could completely reach her, a terrified Caroline lunged out.
“Not yet!” yelled the fireman.
Caroline lost her balance and found herself dangling dangerously from the ledge.
The fireman grabbed her arm.
“Don’t let go!” she cried, petrified.
“I won’t, I promise!”
Caroline’s fingers slipped and the fireman was thrust abruptly forwards, as he held on firmly to her arm.
Then, with a strong heave, he pulled her up, and Caroline felt her feet touch the rungs of the ladder.
She was gently helped down and minutes later, sat wrapped in a Mylar blanket.
Noticing the fireman who helped her, she went up to him.
“I wanted to say thank you and apologize for freaking out.”
“Don’t worry about it, just don’t go jumping out any more windows!”