@ImportantNobody Sorry for not posting, I have been in hibernation mode for a solid five days since the snow started. The other five days, however, are inexcusable.
This was not a good place to be, one of them would falter soon and Abe couldn't stand the thought of dying again. Flicking in and out of hell is not pleasant, and even to his shadowed mind he feared the idea of dying once more. If he moved left or right he'd catch the fire straight, and that would be no good. Once he'd catch fire, he wouldn't be able to stop it. So now what?
Abe's athleticism is remarkable, despite his gaunt and deathly form, as he's demonstrated many times in the past. Right now he was against a wall, and all he needed was a second to escape.
Lifting his hand from his waist and over his head he gripped into the stone wall. His ghul's fist cracking the stone and allowing his fingers province within the wall. With a quick jerk he yanked himself up and over the wall, closing his mouth as he rose towards the rooftop. The smoke from the burning acid and extinguished fire might shield his ascent from view, but whether or not he'd escaped vision didn't exactly matter. Right now he'd just escaped the narrow clutches of death, and that's all that he was focused on.