I look down in fear of the water below. I struggled to hold on to the grassy cliff, I held my breath trying not to be seen. I froze when I heard grass crunch as if it was being walked on; the footsteps got closer and closer. I bit my lip trying not to cry. I looked up terrified at the silhouetted figure stood above me. It looked side to side, it almost looked down when police sirens rang through the air making the figure scurry away. I let out a sigh of relief as it left, I pulled myself up with little strength I had; police and Emts surrounded me as they hauled me onto a stretcher. The world slowly faded to black as I glanced at the ashes remains of my house; I woke up in a hospital hooked up to machines with bandages covering my burned body. After that everything is a blur.