Am I crazy?

Okay, I've started a new YA novel. It's Dystopian--at least I think that's what I should call it. LOL!!

It's called Omni, and I can't wait for you guys to read it. I'm posting the prologue below. Let me know what you think!

Prologue

Flames licked his shoulder, dangerously close to his head. Behind him, the steel safety door slid closed, blocking his only escape. He kicked at the chair that had fallen across his calf and crawled to the small window overlooking the courtyard several stories below him. Alarms screamed as neon-green liquid squirted from hidden ceiling sprinklers. His hand slipped the first time he tried to pull himself up to bang against the tempered glass he didn’t stand a chance of breaking.

He swiped at the liquid and sweat stinging his eyes as much as the smoke. “Help me!” he screamed, lifting his hand and slamming it down. He leaned heavily against the unyielding glass while coughs wracked him. He tried to call out again, but the heat engulfed his lungs, searing him from the inside out.

In another fit of coughing, he slid back to the floor. He glanced down at the new clothes he’d been so proud to wear now covered in black smears and charred holes. It was pointless, all of it, the fame, the money, Harmony. Harmony. His one true regret in this disaster. He could almost feel her silky blonde curls against his cheek, could almost see those soul-stealing blue eyes the way she’d looked up at him last night. At least he had that, at least they’d had last night.

He smiled, closed his eyes, and waited for death.