"The house! The house is on fire!" Our butler Whimsley yelled as the wood began to come down on us like a Jenga tower. There was so much smoke... It was hard to see anything. "MOM!" "MOM where are you?!" I yelled and screamed for my mom, walking through the house cautiously, starting to cry. That's when I saw her. Her arm stuck under a piece of burning wood, she was helpless... I've never seen my mother like that before, that was the exact moment I knew we were all going to die in this god for saken house of sins.