at the bottom with the fire out and a reflash watch set you all stumbled out of the hatch and into the cold november air dragging the hose and pulling off your masks and walking wide legged and cocky back to the classroom and since then youve gone to three real fires on a hose team and each time it got less scary , and the last time you leaned against the serving line ledge and fell asleep in the warm cozy firefighting suit waiting to go down into the main spaces where burning fuel oil puddled out across the boiler room floor and then woke when the team moved forward with the hose in your arms and looking forward to stumbling down the black ladder through the hatch and finally seeing the fire .