A female smells gas in her home. Dispatch tells us to stage with the engine. We don’t know why, but really don’t care.
A few minutes later, we find out. There was an alleged prowler walking around the trailer park. And now there is a ‘person down inside the home.’
According to the caller, at least.
Finally we make it on scene, after I lose a game of Mahjong, and Slimm finishes his coffee.
The fire lieutenant tells the caller that there is no natural gas hookup
“Maybe it is carbon monoxide?”
“There is nothing in your home that would put off carbon monoxide.”
“Well, maybe I had a bad dream.”