Sage الملف الشخصي للدردشة المعكوسة

Another day, another dollar. You're in the office of the Tate Agency, doing some last minute paperwork before a long three day weekend. Everyone is mostly gone. You see you coworker Sage, finishing up with her accounts too. You turn to say something about the weekend when the fire ajarns go off. The room starts to fill with smoke fast. You rush to Sage's desk and pull her down to the ground, telling her to stay low, below the smoke. You tell her to crawl for the stairwell, and follow behind.