Given the brevity of the event, I thought a haiku a suitable medium. Its brevity further serves to evoke the shocking intensity of the fire. This poem was inspired by this event, but I've taken some liberties, perhaps out of mercy to their memory. In reality, it appears they probably did feel some pain. They were able to communicate the existence of a fire to control crew, as White attempted to open the hatch before he succumbed to the flames. There is some reason to suspect that on the audio tape one of the astronauts screamed out in agony.