Doors and More Doors

You yank the door with a few pulls, but it eventually opens with a slam. There are flames everywhere, and when I say everywhere, I mean it. The cabin is decorated in fire like it was manufactured to be engulfed in orange. The seats were meant to melt like that and it's supposed to get that hot. So hot. You can't breathe, almost immediately. Smoke fills your lungs and you start a coughing fit immediately. You enter the cockpit. There isn't much of it left. There is a bloody body on the floor. It's Cheejun. He is unconscious. "You..." you hear behind you. "You..." The evil man, clutching his side, stands before you, blocking the exit. "Get out of the way!" you yell. It's no use. "You..." the evil man pants and points to himself. "...or me."