CHAPTER 1
If anyone was in there , they were sure to be dead.
Amelia stared blandly at the leaping flames in front of her , you could barely see the house that once stood there tall and strong, like any other house on that road, but now it was hardly recognisable. Somewhere in the distance a siren sounded and blue lights flashed. All around there was noise, people talking, screaming, crying. Police men in big, Florissant coats directing every one away as they put up a strip of police tape saying "crime scene. Do not enter". Because it was a crime scene .That's what they thought anyway, that it had been caused deliberately.
Noise. All around. Never stopping, never-ceasing.
Amelia hated noise, you could say that's why she was voluntary mute for 3 years. But she knew different know one else was there , the night it happened ,the night they came. The night her life fell apart.
