Derrick Fleeing the fire

Derrick fleeing the Fire
Derrick escorted all of the dancers behind stage to the nearest exit and into the arms of their loved ones who were waiting.Mothers and fathers who would give anything to see their child alive.  And yet through the fire that tore up the Hall walked the children.  They walked through the blackened doors and exits which left only one image in the distraught guardians head.  And that was seeing their young, little dancers parading through the doors in their neon and glistening, decorated outfits with glittering scrunchies and tight pulled back curls sprayed only a few hours ago by the parents own hands.  Once they crossed the police yellow tape they were safe to run to any faces their were mere recognizable.and run they did, like mice.  and the parents gave Derrick only one look and that was relief.  Relief that their own kids were alive and able to make it through the building, and in the minutes that followed, their was a buckling to the roof, and a final collapse.   That only haunted Derrick even more, in the days to follow.  The collapse being so loud, that when reports reached Derrick, the cost of repair to the Orchestra and all of its stages told Derrick that his one time dream of being a choreographer in the city of Minneapolis was over.